...no more, And silent rows the songle&s gondolier ; Her palaces arc crumbling to the shore. And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy. He then seems tacitly to reproach himself for taking all the subjects...

...no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! • But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her...

...no more, And silent rows the eongless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of die earth, the masque of Italy. He then seems tacitly to reproach himself for taking aH the subjects...

...the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling- to the snore, And music meets not always ttow 1 the ear : Those days are gone— but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade—but Nature doth not die, Ñor yét forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all...

...no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the south, the masque of Italy ! But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her long...

...more , 3 And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling tp the shore , And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity , The revel of the earlh , the masque of Italy ! IV. But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story , and her...

...always now the ear: Those days are gone — hut Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — hut Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! IV. But unto us she Jial.ha spell beyond Her name in story, and her...

...no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy I IV. But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her...

...no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear; Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy. *31. 1786. — HANDEL COMMEMORATED. Exactly a century from the birth...

...no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces arc crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone...The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! It is not often tliat Lord Byron condescends in his poems to avow...