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...Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; 95 But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb, Expression's last receding...

...living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start — for soul is wanting there! Her's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; 404 DESOLATION OF GREECE. But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb...

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...Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite...hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame, perchance of heavenly birth, Which gleams, but warms no more its cherish'd...

...but living Greece no more! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start — for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite...hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away! 100 Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams — but warms no more...

...but li ving Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite...hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling pass'd away ! Spark of that flame, perchance of heavenly birth, Which gleams, but warms no more its...