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" Tis Greece, 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 ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the... "
Analectic Magazine, and Naval Chronicle - Page 389
1813
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The British review and London critical journal

1813 - 574 pages
...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...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherished...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Volume 21

1812 - 576 pages
...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...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherish'd...
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The Analectic Magazine, to which is Added, an Appendix of Official ..., Volume 2

1813 - 552 pages
...— so calm — so softfy seal'd The first — last look — by death reveal'd! Such is the aspect ot this shore — 'Tis Greece — but living Greece no...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...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 10

1813 - 560 pages
...soul is wanting there. Her's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; i But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which...round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth- — Which gleams — but warms no more its cherish'd...
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The Quarterly Review, Volumes 9-10

1813 - 1102 pages
...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...
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The Port Folio

1813 - 716 pages
...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...
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The British Review, and London Critical Journal, Volume 5

1813 - 580 pages
...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...
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th], Volume 10

1813 - 662 pages
...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,...
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The giaour, a fragment of a Turkish tale

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1813 - 90 pages
...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...
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Letters on India

Lady Maria Callcott - 1814 - 428 pages
...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...round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past away ! Spark of that flame — perchance of heav'nly birth — Which gleams, but warms no more its cherish'd...
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