...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...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...

...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...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...

...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...fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay." All this he felt, and others too...

...living Greece no more! 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...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...

...living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Her» is the loveliness in death. That parts not quite with...But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunt» it to the tomb, Expression's last receding r.iy, A gilded halo hovering round decay, Thr farewell...

...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 parting breath 1 But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb ; Expression's last receding...

...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...that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomh, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of feeling...

...To torture thus each other, though it were The deadliest sin to love as we have loved. Id. Here is a loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting...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...

...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...fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hov'ring round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past...

...deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quita 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 hov'ring round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past...