...exhaustless mine Of contemplation ; and the azure gloom Of an Italian night, where the deep skies assume Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats...broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruin'd battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages...

...Of contemplation ; and the azure gloom Of an Italian night, where the deep skies assume CXXIX. Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats...forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of the earth, which Time hathbcnt, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke lus...

...monument, And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of the earth, which Time hathbcnt, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand,...broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruin'd battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages...

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...mine Of contemplation ; and the azure gloom Of an Italian night, where the deep skies assume Stars which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats...and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory. ' Once admitted into Roman edifices,' says Mr Hope, ' the arch begins to acquire a power inconsistent...

...midnight Thief, That slides his hand under the Miser's pillow, And carries off his Prize. . — Byron. THERE is given Unto the things of Earth, which time...but broke his Scythe, there is a power And magic. Ctttte, — Shafapeare. J^IKE as the waves make toward the pebbled shore, TIS ' e,— Dyer. now the...

...which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Float o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadow forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of...earth, which time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and when he hath lent His hand, hut broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement,...

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...mine Of contemplation ; and the azure' gloom Of an Italian night, where the deep skies assume Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats...broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages...

...eloquence with the words — ' The azure gloom Of an Italian night, where the deep skies assume Hues which have words, and speak to ye of Heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument,' " — and she stretched out her arm, with an impulsive gesture, as she spoke. I perceived a sudden recoil, at...