...enchanter, rather than reared by human hands. Myst. of Udol. v. Í. p. 34. Byron. He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled, ite. See the rest of this beautiful passage, »s far as Such is the aspect of this shore, Tis Greece,...

...exquisitely finished, than any that we can now recollect in the whole compass of poetry. ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled...danger and distress ; ( Before Decay's effacing fingers I lave swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air—- The rapture of repose...

...audience, and of the grotesque declamation and gestures of the Turkish story-teller. ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air— The rapture of repose that's there— The fixed yet tender traits that...

...night-prowlers on the prey, And turn to groans his roundelay.! i>. 3. V<», X. Tt ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, ) And mark'd the mild.angelic air — The rapture of repose .that's there — The fixed yet tender traits...

...— FORT FOLIO. Receives him by the lovely light That bent becomes an eastern night. He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled;...fingers Have swept the lines where Beauty lingers) And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fii'd yet tender traits...

...exquisitely finished, than any that we can now recollect in the whole compass of poetry. " He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere, the first day of death is...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers;) And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits...

...cannot refrain from quoting the following highly wrought and characteristic specimen. ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled...of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fmgers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture...

...— 65 So soft the scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the tyrants, that destroy ! He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, 10 The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty...

...now recollect in the whole compass of poetry. " He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first dav of death is fled: The first dark day of nothingness, The last of dangeY and distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept tlie lines where beauty lingers;)...

...exquisitely finished, than any that we can now recollect in the whole compass of poetry* • He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits...