...with a swoln convulsive motion, I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with, its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind,...

...with its dread : But these were horror* — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom 190 Was as a mockery of the...

...pathos. The second brother was of a noble and elevated soul ; the youngest, of more gentle frame : • He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak. So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With aH the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb,...

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...with its dread: But these were horrors — this was woe Uumix'd with such — but sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, t . And grieved for those he left behind ; . • With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as :i mockery...

...delirious with its dread: But these were horrors—this was woe Unraix'd with such—but sure and slow: He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender—kind, With all the while a cheek whose bloom And grieved for those he left behind; Whose tints...

...with a swoln convulsive motion, I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind,...

...a part of her voyage. R * *. SUBJECT OF THE PLATE. FROM LORD J3YRO1VS "PRISONER OF CHILLON." "•HE faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless yet so tender— kind, And grieved for those he left behind ; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb...

...shape, in any mood : — I've seen it rushing forth in blood, I've seen it on the breaking ocean 180 But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind,...

...with a swoln convulsive motion, I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread : But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow : He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind,...