...home Of all Art yields, and Nature1 can decree , Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other...With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced. 1 [The whole of this canto is rich in description of nature. The love of nature now appears as a distinct...

...down yon cup of Samian wine ! AN ITALIAN EVENINO ON THE BANKS OP THE BRENTA. [From Childe Harold.} The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset...Friuli's mountains : heaven is free From clouds, but ot all colours seems to be Melted to one vast Iris of the west, Where the day joins the past eternity...

...have so described it. Take,again, Byron's celebrated passage : we are not prepared, on this account, ' The moon is up, and yet it is not night, Sunset divides...height Of blue Friuli's mountains. Heaven is free Of clouds ; but of all colours seems to be Melted to the vast Iris of the west, Where the day joins...

...home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree } Even in thy desert, what is like to thee? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other...With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced." The whole scene flashed across her memory, which retained it without an effort, and she became aware...

...wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced. XXV. XXVII. Thc moon is up, and yet it is not night ; Sunset divides...Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to bc, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity ; While, on...

...Art yields, and Nature 4 can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thcc ? Thy very weeds arc ide — Nor once did those sweet eyelids close. ran not be defaced. * [The whole of this cantóle rich in description of Nature. The love of Nature...

...desert, what is like to thee I Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other clinies' fertility ; Thy wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced. XXV. XXVII. The moon is up, and yet it is not night ; Sunset divides the sky with her ; a sea Of glory...

...home Of all art yields, and nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other...ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot he defaced." Childe Harolds Pilgrimage. Canto IV. They did not, however, reach Rome till the 31st of...

...Home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful — thy waste More rich than other...along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ; l Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the...

...home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee? Thy very The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her ; a sea Of glory streams along...