...from doubt and faithless sorrow ! God provideth for the morrow. " MODERN GREECE. BY LORD BYRON. HE who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day ef nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines...

...terrible beauty of death ? who has not, in some degree, felt, what poetry only can describe ? " He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And marked the mild angelic air. The rapture of repose that's there , And, but for that sad shrouded eye,...

...scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the tyrants that destroy ! He who bath bent him o'er the dead ( I ; lady centuries old, whose name I forget, but whose...remembered. I never saw greater beauty, or sweetness fingen i Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, \ The rapture...

...inheritors of hell ; So soft the scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the tyrants that destroy 1 He who hath bent him o'er the dead ' Ere the first day of...last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing flngers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of...

...XII. Address to Greece. — BYRON. He' . . who hath bent him o'er the dead', Ere the first day o!' death'. . is fled', The first dark day of nothingness*,...fingers' Have swept the lines where beauty lingers',) And marked the mild', angelick air', The rapture of repose' . . that's there', The fixed', yet tender',...

...and that motionless form ! " Who that hath bent him o'er the dead. Ere the first day of death hath fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, And marked the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The languor of that placid cheek,—...

...for all my faults;" —then placed the children safely in the boat, and plunged into Eternity. He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of...that's there— The fix'd, yet tender, traits that atreak The languor of the placid cheek, 1 Odyssey, xvii. (Pope's Translation). U And—but for that...

...inheritors of hell — So soft the scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the tyrants that destroy ! He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of...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...

...comparison of the same country to the human frame bereft of life :— [Picture o/ Modern Greece.'} lie who e saw him thrown Into the deep without a tear or groan....delicate ; But the boy bore up long, and with a mild marked the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits that...

...first day of death, and she almost unconsciously repeated in a half audihle voice the lines : He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, And marked the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there. And — but for that cold, changeless...