...but for that chill, changeless brow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads,...the tyrant's power : So fair, — so calm, so softly sealed, The first — last look — by death revealed ! " (' "Orotund quality :" "Effusive" utterance.)...

...wins not, weeps not, now, — And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart. As if to him it...Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, aye, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd,...

...not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it...Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, aye, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair, so calm, so softly sealed,...

...wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy * Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Tes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay,, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt...

...wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it...softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd ! Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'T is Greece, but living Greece no more 1 So coldly sweet, so...

...not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy, Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him, it...seal'd, The first, last look, by death reveal'd." There is connected with each passion, a material machinery subservient to its expression ; and this...

...not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy, Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him, it...calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look, by death revcal'd." There is connected with each passion, a material machinery subservient to its expression;...

...that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak TLe languor of the placid cheek, And — bat for that sad shrouded eye. That fires not, wins not,...yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone, Home moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So lair, so calm,...

...not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appalls the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could...doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by death revealed ! Such is the aspect of this shore ; Tis Greece, but...

...to die. to RO we know not where, To lie in cold obstruction. 31tasiirc/vr Meaiurt, Act iii. Sc. i. N. !• Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so...