Note 40 — BOOK V.
Rowland Smith translation
"Her anger pitch'd into a lower tune, Perhaps the fault of her soft sex and age; Her wish was but to 'kill, kill, kill,' like Lear's, And then her thirst of blood was quench'd in tears." Byron.
Rowland Smith translation
"Her anger pitch'd into a lower tune, Perhaps the fault of her soft sex and age; Her wish was but to 'kill, kill, kill,' like Lear's, And then her thirst of blood was quench'd in tears." Byron.