By MICHAEL CAINES
"He is like a solitary peak, all access to which is cut off not more by elevation than distance", William Hazlitt wrote of Lord Byron. "He is seated on a lofty eminence, 'cloud-capt', or reflecting the last rays of setting suns; and in his poetical moods, reminds us of the fabled Titans . . . . He scorns all things, even himself. Nature must come to him to sit for her picture – he does not go to her. . . ."