...that destroy ! He who hath bent him o'er the dead(') Ere the first day of death is fled,. The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress,...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) (1) [If once the public notice is drawn to a poet, the talents he exhibits on a nearer view, the weight...

...mountains. GREECE. HE who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress,...effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits...

...the first day of death is fled; Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept those lines where heauty lingers: And mark'd the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there: The fiVd yet tender traits, that streak The languor of the placid cheek; And hut for that sad, shrouded...

...little while after death, no perceptible alteration takes place in the organization of the body : — " Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers."* And it not unfrequently happens, that no post mortem examination, not even a microscopic inspection, could...

...ASPECT OF GREECE. HE who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled — The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress,...fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad, shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now...

...the circumstances explained, were sufficient to secure celebrity to this poem.— SIR E. BRYDCES.J And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose...fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And—but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And...

...professedly taken. He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have ¡inept the lines where beauty lingers) And marked the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that...

...language how true to nature ! ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death be fled, Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that...

...Death, beginning, " He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, &c. &c." l826, Aug. iST. Jno. Walker, Sculpt, of Lord Byron' Monument. Richard Noble, Engraver, Nottingham....

...purify the deepest and most venomous of earthly passions? Man ! gaze upon that heavenly countenance, " Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers," and ask thyself, if God has not directed its creation, to reprove thee, who delightest to sully His noblest...