BY LORD BYRON.

"Like an archangel ex led for dark crimes,
His spirit welk'd the arth 'n scorn and gloom,
And were it mote, it mote like the simoom,
Deadly thon h beautiful. Yet there were times
When his great ul shone out upon the world
In all the primal glory of her light.

His songs were then remembrances of Heaven,
Dash'd with a scoffing spirit at that Earth

In which he see'd constrin'd to live. Yet even
In his smoking moments you cold trace

The fire of genius, and, un onscious, bow

To the right halo which it cast around him."-ANON.

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