...While on the top of Alcathea, it was my good fortune to enjoy the scene so truly described by Byron : " Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills, the setting son ; Not as in northern climes obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the...

...afterwards poured the light of his genius over those lands of the sun, where his descending orb sets — " Not as in northern climes obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light." Scotland, my lord, may well be proud of having given birth to, or awakened the genius of such men ;...

...in putting into his prose the second line of Byron's splendid description of a sunset at Athens, " Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light," you will have the leaves for nothing." Indeed the whole work bears evident marks of a diligent perusal...

...the reproach of foreigners ; but deeply, beautifully blue, with a tropical sun, as Byron says — " Not, as in northern climes obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light" — entirely superseding stoves and hot-beds, and all our expensive apparatus for the production of...

...illustrious men, in his undying poetry. " Slew sinks, more lovely ore his nee be run, Along Morca's bills the setting sun ; Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one undauded blaze of livmg light ! O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave,...

...There was no peculiar beauty in the sunset — only the sunliimself appeared remarkably brilliant, " Not as in northern climes obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of 11 ring light." The swallows kept flying about the vessel till darkness came on ; and then the stars...

...a brain still dizzy from the whirl of fashionable dissipation : " Slow sinks, more lovely e'er its race be run, Along Morea's hills, the setting sun...bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light." This is description ! This is Poetry ! Here we have, as it were, by a few masterly strokes of the pencil,...

...Como ancor non m* ahbandona. DANTE. 1. SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along M ore a1 s hills, the setting sun ; Not, as in northern climes,...But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hushM deep the yellow beam he throw*, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows. On old .'K^in;i's...

...evening every body was quoting and spouting Byron, and at sunset the word was passed as follows : " Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills, the setting sun," &c., and, indeed, the " blaze of light" was as cloudless as the author would wish. We lay off St. Angelo...

...SLOW sinks, more lovely его his race be run, (!) Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, ¡is in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light! 202 ТНК CORSAIR. Orr ihe liusird deep the yellow beam he throws, tíikis Ihe green wave, that trembles...