Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling... The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitations - Page 30 by Alexander Pope - 1752 Full view -
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