...increas'd. 3. In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songle&s gondolier ; Her palaces arc crumbling to the shore. And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die. Nor yet forget...

...the genius which shines out in the present poem. The scene of this Fourth Canto opens at Venice. ' In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows...music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget...

...— her daughters had their dowers In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the eongless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore,...music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade— but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget...

...honour. This canto commences with an allnsion to the fallen grandeur of Venice. : " In Venice Tassd's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling- to the snore, And music meets not always ttow 1 the ear : Those days are gone— but Beauty still is here....

...showers; In purple was she robed, and of her feast Monarchs partook, and deemed their dignity increased. In Venice, Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent...music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but nature doth not die, Nor yet forget...

...feast Monarchs partook, and deem'd their dignity increased. m. In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, 3 And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces...music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — hut Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — hut Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget...

...Tasso's echoes are no more , 3 And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling tp the shore , And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade— but Nature doth not die., Nor yet forget...

...In purple was she robed, and of her feast Monarchs partook; and deem'd their dignity increas'd. m. In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows...music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget...

...showers. In purple was she robed, and of her feast Monarchs partook, and deemed their dignity increased. In Venice, Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent...music meets not always now the ear; Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget...

...as characteristic of the poetic feeling and nationality (if 1 may use such a term) of that period. " In Venice, Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier." The music that we had to-night was very beautiful, and as it was a still, warm evening we got into...