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...not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy* Appals the gaz'mg mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The...Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, ono treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; ' " Ay, but to die and go we know not...

...That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Appals the Razing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The...softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd ?5 Such is the aspect of this shore ; T is Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so...

....not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him i,t...doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by death revealed ! Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'Tis Greece, but...

...but for that chill changeless hrow, Whose touch thrills with mortality, And curdles to the gazer's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads,...Yes — but for these, and these alone, Some moments — aye, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair — so calm — so...