...Aad now they change; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o 'er the mountains; parting day Dies like a dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour, as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till—'tis gone—and all is gray." Our worthy Master came up, and for once (I had never before seen...

...(be waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star. Their magical variety diffuse: al hour ; The heartless parasites of present cheer....Eros finds a feere; Maidens, like moths, are ever cau isgrpv. XXX. There is a tomb in Arqua ; — rear'd in air, Pillar'd in their sarcophagus, repose The...

...the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle...still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is grey. Childe Harold. THE charms of the Tyrrhenian sea have been sung since the days of Homer. That...

...the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change; a paler shadow strews Its mantle...still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is grey." Childe Harold. THE charms of the Tyrrhenian Sea have been sung since the days of Homer. That...

...the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : not inspire Raphael ', who died in thy embrace, and vies With all we know of Heaven, or can desire, TbelntBtffl loveliest, Ш1— 'tis gone— and all is gray. XXX. There is a tomb in Arqua ; — rear'd...

...described them as occurring in Italy, with the feelings and language of a true poet. In conclusion, he says parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang...loveliest, till — 'tis gone— and all is gray. Childe Harold, cant. iv. Again, a fine tropical niy;ht is a glorious thing at all times, but never...

...poet must hare observed. Byron tells us how " Parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang embnes With a new colour, as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till— 'tis gone, and all is gray." Falconer, in anticipating, reversed the simile. The huge ani>ia vast deal of fighting sheerly for consuk:»....

...the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle...gray. There is a tomb in Arqua ; — rear'd in air, Pillar'd in their sarcophagus, repose The bones of Laura's lover : here repair Many familiar with his...

...the waters: all its hues. From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change; a paler shadow strews Its mantle...still loveliest, till— 'tis gone and all is gray. ROME. OH Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother...

...the waters ; all its hues , From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse: And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle...colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 't is gone — and all is grey. C/iilde Harold. THE charms of the Tyrrhenian sea have been sung...