...poetime to produce its proper impression, try." Never. More of the charm of poetical rythm " But thou, О Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hall ! Still would her touch the...

...romantic, and absurd expectations. Location — a little lower and nearly on each side of Veneration. "But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure. And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the...

...hurried hand the strings. 4. With woful measures wan Despair, In sullen sounds his grief besuil'd — 5. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail! Still would her touch the...

...beguil'd, ; | A solemn', strange', and min'gl'd air : | 'T was sad by fits ; | by starts, 't was wild. | But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, | What was thy delighted measure 1 \ Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, | And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! | Still would...

...solemn, strange and mingled air, — 'Twas sad by fits (8), by starts 'twas wild (6). HOPE. But thou, 6 Hope! with eyes so fair, — What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail (7) : Still would her touch...

...grief beguiled*; A solemn*, strange', and mingled air* ; 'Twas sad by fits', by starts 'twas wild*. But thou*, O Hope', with eyes so fair', What was thy...pleasure', And bade the lovely scenes at distance hair! Still would her touch the strain prolong*; And', from the rocks*, the woods*, the vale', She...

...his grief bcguil'd : A solemn, strange, and mingled air : 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the...

...done already. Heaven and earth will witness, If Rome must fall, that we are innocent." High Notes. " But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, — What was...pleasure, . And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on...

...beguiled ; Л solemn, strange, and mingled air ; Twae sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, oh se was doomed a pleasure, waste a pain, That man might feel his error if unseen, And, feeling, Still woul.1 her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the rale, She called on...

...strange, anil mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by »tarts 'twas wild. Hut thou, oh Hope ! with eyes во ; They stood aloof, the scars remaining. Still would her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the rale, She called on Echo...