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...parts not quite with parting breath • But beauty with that fearful bloom, Expression's last reckling ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell...heavenly birth, Which gleams, but warms no more its cherished earth . Clime of the unforgotten brave ! Whose land from plain to mountain-cave Was Freedom's...

...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 to Ihe tomb. Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of...

...bloom, That bue which hannts it to the tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hov'ring round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past away! Spark of that flairie — perchance of heavenly hirth — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherish 'd earth...

...there. 10 Hers is the loveliness in death Which parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty of that fearful bloom, That hue which " haunts it to...heavenly birth, Which gleams, but warms no more its cherished earth. LORD BYRON. 55. Influence of Natural Objects in calling forth the Imagination. MEDITATIVE...

...That parts not quite with parting breath ; Hut beanty with that fearful bloom, That bue which hannts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A...farewell beam of feeling past away ! Spark of that flame, perehance of heaveuly hirth, Which gleams, but warms no more its cherish'd earth ! Clime of the unforgotten...

...That parts not quite with parting lirealh; Bat beauty with that fearful Mooin, That hue which hnunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round drear, The farewell beam of Feeling past away! Spark of that flame, perchance of heavenly birth, Which...

...coldly sweet, so deadly fair, \Ve start, for soul is wanting there. Jls is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty...fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb. Its is not the beauty of summer, but the melancholy grace of autumn — not the beauty of a blooming...

...their turn, dispossessed by Antony, a natural son of Reinerius, who was succeeded by a relation named But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tombExpression's last-receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell-beam of Feeling...

...their turn, dispossessed by Antony, a natural son of Reinerius, who was succeeded by a relation named But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tombExpression's last-receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell-beam of Feeling...