 | 1818 - 140 lehte
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 | 1813 - 574 lehte
...Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start — for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherished... | |
 | 1812 - 576 lehte
...Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start — for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherish'd... | |
 | 1813 - 550 lehte
...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 parting...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away I Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherieh'd... | |
 | 1813 - 560 lehte
...soul is wanting there. Her's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; i But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth- — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherish'd... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1813 - 90 lehte
...soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; 95 But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! 100 Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its... | |
 | 1813 - 1102 lehte
...this shore— So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start—for soul is wanting there. Tier's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting...it to the tomb— Expression's last receding ray, A-gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame—perchance... | |
 | 1813 - 566 lehte
...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 parting...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... | |
 | 1813 - 552 lehte
...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 parting...that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tombExpression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewel beam of Feeling... | |
 | 1813 - 716 lehte
...soul is wanting there. Her) ia the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breatli; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which...haunts it to the tomb — Expression's last receding pay, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past away! Spark of that flame... | |
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Greece, but living Greece no more ! So 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 the tomb... 
