...this shore, 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, Ibr soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death,...breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hov'ring round decay, The...

...coldly sweet, so deadly fair, Hers is the loveliness in death, We start, for soul is wanting there. That parts not quite with parting breath; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The...

...death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hoveripg round decay, The farewell beam of\feeling past away. Spark of that flame, perchance of heavenly...

...living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Her's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with...breath; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay,...

...should be inscribed upon the brow of every dozing Italian sleeping amidst them. And yet, — " Their's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath." The Spaniard's posture is but a premature epitome of his own grave-stone. He stands — fixed, upright,...

...so deadly fair, — We start, for soul is wanting there ; Their's is the loveliness in death, Which parts not quite with parting breath But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb. Expression's last receding ray, The farewell beam of feeling past away...

...the grave contrasted with the vivid lustre of active life." — MOORE.] So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is...breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The...

...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. Hers, is...breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb ; Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The...

...Greece, but Hving Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, \Ve start, for soul is wauting there. Hers is the loveliness in death , That parts...breath; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb , Expression's last receding ray , A gilded halo hovering round decay ,...

...healthful, ordinary beauty : ' So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. It's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with...breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb.' It's is not the beauty of summer, but the sweet melancholy grace of autumn...