...whole compass of poetry. ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; ( Before Decay's effacing fingers I lave swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild...

...bent becomes an eastern night. He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where Beauty lingers) And mark'd the mild angelic...

...so delights to indulge. " He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers) And marked the mild angelic...

...whole compass of poetry. " He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere, the first day of death is fled;" The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers;) And mark'd the mild angelic...

...roundelay.! i>. 3. V<», X. Tt ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers, ) And mark'd the mild.angelic...

...the Turkish story-teller. ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic...

...whole compass of poetry* • He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild...

...of good- will. CHAP. VII. He who hath bent him o'er the (lend, Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, And marked the mild angelic air, The rvpture of repose, that's there,. The fixed yet tender tracks,...

...glorious Shores of Greece. HE who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines vrbere oeauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild...

...the best interests of a true Christian. What can we think of the man who tells us of death as being The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress. Giaour. Again, in his'song to Inez, in Childe Harold, he speaks of the mark The fabled Hebrew wanderer...