...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 the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty...

...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...

...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 rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but beauty...

...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 the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty...

...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 rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear; Those days are gone — but Beauty...

...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...

...showers. In puiple was she robed, and of her feast Monarohs partook, and deemed their dignity increased. In Venice, Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to tbe shore, And mnii • meets not always now the ear ; Those days are gone — but...

...showers. In purple was she robed, and of her feast Monarchs parlook, and deemed their dignity increased. In 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 : Those days are gone — but Beauty...

...will not have been corrected before Venice shall have sunk into the sliaifi of her choked canals. ' In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shove, And musk- meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone— hut Beauty...

...still he found her lovely, even in her ruin, and though many might fly from her in disgust, though " In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier," Charles thought, that if lord Byron could see enough of beauty left to give her a place in his never-dying...