Found in 2 poems.

The Garden of Boccacio

  • 49Even in my dawn of thought--Philosophy;
  • 50Though then unconscious of herself, pardie,

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the First[;] Childe Harold's Goodnight

  • 704Not that Philosophy on such a mind
  • 705E'er deigned to bend her chastely-awful eyes: