...brought again a gloom over my countenance.' * This is the mental attitude which can enjoy Byron. ' That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our...; And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.' But there were elements in Byron which could find no welcome in Pusey's spirit. Coarse...

...alliteration, the shivered sail is technically improper. Tha »*u-teru! to tIuvtr tke tail* occurs when ' Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others'woes, it dare [dares'] not dream its own; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our...

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...is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. 3. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself...chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips,...

...is gone, or only point* in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. 3. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself...own; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain o' our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where We ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash...

...be»u\.itvi\TOKV«,Vj "svt ^*SB. Stevenson. s 2 3. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death it comes down; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare...tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...

...Then the few whose spirits float above the wredc of happiness, Then the mortal coldness of the sonl like death itself comes down; It cannot fe.el for...chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And tho' the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. Tho' wit may flash from fluent lips, and...

...only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. • POEMS. 3. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself...cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own j That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still,...

...is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again. 3. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself...tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight...

...Byron to Mr. Power, Strand, who has published them, with very beautiful music by Sir John Stevenson. 3. Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself...own; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of oiir tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears. 4. Though wit may flash...