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" HE who hath bent him o'er the dead, • Ere the first day of death is fled — The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress — Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, And marked the mild, angelic... "
Essay on Language, and Other Essays and Addresses - Page 21
by Rowland Gibson Hazard - 1889 - 400 pages
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The British review and London critical journal

1813 - 574 pages
...swept the lines where beauty lingers) And marked the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits that streak...not — wins not — weeps not — now — • And hut for that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 21

1812 - 576 pages
...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 streak...— now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart...
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The Analectic Magazine, to which is Added, an Appendix of Official ..., Volume 2

1813 - 552 pages
...distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept tlie lines where beauty lingers;) And mark'd the mild angelic air—- The rapture of repose that...— now— And but for that chill changeless brow, "Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart...
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The British Review, and London Critical Journal, Volume 5

1813 - 580 pages
...swept the lines where beauty lingers) And marked the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits that streak...— now — And but for that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, The doom he dreads, yet dwells...
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Analectic Magazine, and Naval Chronicle, Volume 2

1813 - 550 pages
...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 streak...— now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart...
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The giaour, a fragment of a Turkish tale

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1813 - 90 pages
...where beauty lingers,) s And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there— 75 The fixed yet tender traits that streak \ The languor...now — ' And but for that chill changeless brow, SO Where cold Obstruction's apathy* Appals the gazing mourner's heart, AS if to him it could impart...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 10

1813 - 560 pages
...mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender trails that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, vol. x. -so. xx. jf i That That fires not — wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill...
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The Quarterly Review, Volumes 9-10

1813 - 1102 pages
...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 streak The languor of the placid cheek, And—but for that sad shrouded ey«j V«L. x. NO. xx. T ' That That fires not—wins not—weeps not—now—...
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The Port Folio

1813 - 716 pages
...air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fii'd yet tender traits that streak The langour of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fire» not — wins not — weeps not — now — And but for that chill changeless brow, Whose touch...
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The Rhode-Island Literary Repository, Volume 1

Isaac Bailey - 1814 - 826 pages
...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 streak The languor of the placid check, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not — wins not — weeps not— now—-...
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