VENETIA REDIVIVA. "Behold we know not anything; In Memoriam. I. I lay by fairy Venice' sun-lit shore, And heard the whispers of the wave which falls Spell-bound I heard until I heard no more, But passed from that which is to that which seems, From this fair world into the land of dreams. II. Methought I saw an island far away, Far, far away beyond the wond'rous west, III. The sun was sinking to his Ocean-bed, Lighting the feathery cloudlets with his smile, That fading purpled all that golden isle, Nature had lavish'd all her charms to bless |