...Tasso's echoes are no more, 3 And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear...pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy! IV. But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her long...

...Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces arc crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear...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 any...

...palaces are crumbling to the shove, And musk- meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone— hut Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but...forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of ati festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! ' VOL. I. Y THE SINGING OF " The well-known...

...Tasso's echoes are no more, (3) And silent rows the soulless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear...days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fair, arts fade — but Nature doth not die. Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant...

...Venice Tasso's echoes arc no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknell'd, unco arc gone — bu t Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Xor yet...

...Venice Tasso s echoes are no more. And silent rows the songlcss gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone— but hcauly slill is here. States fall, ans fade — hill nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice...

...Xasso's nchufes ore no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her pitlaces are crumbling 10 the shore, And music meets not always now the ear:...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 long array...

...Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear...pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! It is not often that Lord Byron condescends in his poems to avow any patriotic...

...Tasso's echoes arc no more,' And sileul rows Ihe songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling lo Ihe shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone— hut beauly slill is here. Slates fall, arts fade— but nature doth nol die : Nor ycl forget how Venice...

...Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear...pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth ; the masque of Italy. CHILDE HAROLD. THE opposite page presents a view of the palace occupied...