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Ma quando io avri) durata l'eroica fatica di trascrivere questa storia da questo dilavato e graffiato autografo, e l'avrd data, come suol dirsi, alia luce, si trovera egli poi chi duri fatica di leggerla ?—Manzoih.
My task is done, my song hath ceased, my theme
Has died into an echo; it is fit
The spell should break of this protracted dream.
The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit
The midnight lamp; and what is writ is writ—
Would it were worthier! But I am not now
That which I have been; and my visions flit
Less palpably before me; and the glow
Which in my spirit dwelt, is fluttering, faint and low.
"She walks in beauty, liks thejiight
IN TWO VOLUMES.
NO. 82 CLIFF-STREET,