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She cried, and hurl'd their quiv'ring limbs on earth. Rebellowing thunders rock the marble tow'rs, And red-tongucd lightnings shoot their arrowy show'rs: Earth yawns! the crashing ruin sinks! o'er all Death with black hands extends his mighty pall." "They are admirable lines, indeed!" exclaimed Mrs. Harcourt.
Although the Byrons have for so many ages been among the eminent families of the realm, they have no claim to the distinction which the poet has set up for them as warriors in Palestine, even though he says Near Ascalon's tow'rs John of Horestan slumbers;
"The Pilgrim oft At dead of night, 'mid his orison hears Aghast the voice of Time, disparting tow'rs Tumbling all precipitate down dashed, Rattling around, loud thund'ring to the Moon." Of "The Fleece," which never became popular, and is now universally neglected, I can say little that is likely to recall it to attention.
"Easy, as when ashore an infant stands, And draws imagined houses on the sands, The sportive wanton, pleased with some new play, Sweeps the slight works and fancied domes away: Thus vanish at thy touch the tow'rs and walls, The toil of mornings in a moment falls." "Beautiful lines!" said Mr. Barclay. "And charmingly repeated," said Sir James Harcourt: "are they your ladyship's own?"
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