 And 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 for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill, changeless...  The Living Authors of America: 1st ser - Página 84por Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1904 - 1058 páginas
...Death) ; The worm and butterfly — it is not long! SARAH MORGAN BRYAN PIATT. A PICTURE OF DEATH. FROM HE who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day...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... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1905 - 846 páginas
...one knows in ' The Giaour," ' He •who hath bent him o'er the dead.' The lines which now run : — ' The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And niark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there ; The fix'd yet tender traits that... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1905 - 680 páginas
...one knows in ' The Giaour,' ' He who hath bent him o'er the dead.' The lines which now run : — ' The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there ; The fix'd yet tender traits that... | |
 | John Churton Collins - 1905 - 332 páginas
...which every one knows in The Giaour, " He who hath bent him o'er the dead." The lines which now run : The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger...fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there; The fix'd yet tender traits that streak... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1092 páginas
...freed inheritors of hell; So soft the scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the tyrants that destroy I He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day...death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, 70 The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1110 páginas
...freed inheritors of hell; So soft the scene, so fonn'd for joy, So curst the tyrants that destroy ! Gordon Byron Byron 70 The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1088 páginas
...freed inheritors of hell; So soft the scene, so form'd for joy, So curst the tyrants that destroy ! nce — as a tree On fire by lightning; with ethereal...flame Kindled he was, and blasted ; for to be Thus, 70 The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1098 páginas
...hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, 70 ike on his breast, Though oft and long beneath its weight Upon his eyes had slumber sate, 341 mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that 's there, The tixM yet tender traits that streak... | |
 | Wesley Historical Society - 1906 - 420 páginas
...alone in its poetical treatment of the subject. We recall Byron s beautiful lines in the Giaour : " He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first...mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, Ac." But in CW's Christian hymn the real beauty is spiritual, rather than material. The corpse is poetically... | |
 | 1902 - 438 páginas
...remember¿d; some of it will be pestilence-breeding to the end. GREECE IN HER DECAY. (From the “Giaour.”) HE who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fledThe first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers... | |
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