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...described by the poet — " He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines...mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power, So fair, so calm,...

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...when he says, — " He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled .... .... Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines...traits, that streak The languor of the placid cheek .... .... So fair, so calm, so softly sealed The first,— last look,— by death revealed !" Lord...