...to virtue. What sentimentalist of the Regency could command his duct of tears over such a passage as He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first...Death is fled, The first dark day of Nothingness, The last of Danger and Distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where Beauty...

...the treetops beneath the crescent moon and evening star. ' ; . .-.,- ^'t*1- • „•».' • • "He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first...death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty...

...It told us that one life had ended only because another had begun. Byron's beautiful lines, • " Ho who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death have fled, And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that 's there," illustrate a fact...

...from such apparent flippancy to passages in which he seems anxious to display his talents as a poet: He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day...death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty...

...escaped the notice of no observing person who has ever contemplated the form and features of the dead. "He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled— Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, And mark'd the mild angelic...

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...seraphs they assail'd, And, fix'd on heavenly thrones, should dwell 65 The freed inheritors of hell; So soft the scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the...o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, 70 The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers...

...Greece, the Isles of Greece Where burning Sappho loved and sung 53 and sweet mournful poems such as He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day...of death is fled The first dark day of nothingness. 54 The prose pieces were mostly too tough, but there was one bit o' splendour amongst them that she...

...philosophy or no - inexpensive companions for an empty pocket. And words were a solacing stimulant: 'He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first...death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty...