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...we can now recollect in the 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...danger and distress ; ( Before Decay's effacing fingers I lave swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air—- The rapture of repose...

...extended simile in which this poet 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...marked the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but...

...declamation and gestures of 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...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air— The rapture of repose that's there— The fixed yet tender traits that...

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...we can now recollect in the 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...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers;) And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture of repose that's there — The fixed yet tender traits...

...following highly wrought and characteristic specimen. ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of...of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fmgers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air — The rapture...

...now recollect in the whole compass of poetry. " He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first dav of death is fled: The first dark day of nothingness, The last of dangeY and distress; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept tlie lines where beauty lingers;)...

...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 death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, 10 The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty...

...described by the poet — " He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines...marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair,...