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...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 tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round...

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...! 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 parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round...

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...loveliness in death That parts not quite with parting breath : But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts 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 of heav'nly birth — Which...

...! 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 tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round...