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... living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet , so deadly fair , We start , for soul is wanting there . Hers is the loveliness in death , That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom , That hue which haunts it ...
... living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet , so deadly fair , We start , for soul is wanting there . Hers is the loveliness in death , That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom , That hue which haunts it ...
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... living page , Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings , in dusty darkness hid , Have left a nameless pyramid , Thy heroes , though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb , A mightier monument command , The mountains ...
... living page , Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings , in dusty darkness hid , Have left a nameless pyramid , Thy heroes , though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb , A mightier monument command , The mountains ...
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... living stream : I gazed , till vanishing from view , Like lessening pebble it withdrew ; Still less and less , a speck of white That gemm'd the tide , then mock'd the sight ; VOL . II . And all its hidden secrets sleep , Known but to ...
... living stream : I gazed , till vanishing from view , Like lessening pebble it withdrew ; Still less and less , a speck of white That gemm'd the tide , then mock'd the sight ; VOL . II . And all its hidden secrets sleep , Known but to ...
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... living corse : Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire , As cursing thee , thou cursing them , Thy flowers are wither'd on the stem . But one that for thy crime must fall , The youngest , most beloved of all ...
... living corse : Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire , As cursing thee , thou cursing them , Thy flowers are wither'd on the stem . But one that for thy crime must fall , The youngest , most beloved of all ...
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... living fear . " I wander , father ! for my soul " Is fleeting towards the final goal . " I saw her , friar ! and I rose 66 Forgetful of our former woes ; " And rushing from my couch , I dart , " And clasp her to my desperate heart ; " I ...
... living fear . " I wander , father ! for my soul " Is fleeting towards the final goal . " I saw her , friar ! and I rose 66 Forgetful of our former woes ; " And rushing from my couch , I dart , " And clasp her to my desperate heart ; " I ...
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Page 8 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd...
Page 373 - With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils — never...
Page 8 - As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon,; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd! (5) Such is the aspect of this shore; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Page 65 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, " Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, " Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, "Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Page 321 - I saw them, and they were the same, They were not changed like me in frame ; I saw their thousand years of snow On high — their wide long lake below, And the blue Rhone in fullest flow...
Page 65 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way...
Page 317 - MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Page 18 - O'er emerald meadows of Kashmeer Invites the young pursuer near, And leads him on from flower to flower A weary chase and wasted hour, Then leaves him, as it soars on high, With panting heart and tearful eye...
Page 151 - At times resign his own for others' good. But not in pity, not because he ought, But in some strange perversity of thought, That sway'd him onward with a secret pride To do what few or none would do beside ; And this same impulse would, in tempting time, Mislead his spirit equally to crime ; So much he...
Page 105 - Salamis! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints, along their summits driven, Mark his gay course, and own the hues of heaven ; Till, darkly shaded from the land and deep, Behind his Delphian cliff he sinks to sleep.