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...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...hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its...

...living 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...hovering 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...

...aspect of 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...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...

...living 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...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...

...living 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...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...

...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 bkiom, That hue which haunts it to the tombExpression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round...

...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...

...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 ; 95 But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb — Expression's last...

...-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.' pp. 4- — 6. The plunging of Leila's body in the waves must net be omitted. ' Thou speakest sooth,...