...he speaks of in the preface to his Elegy on the death of his young friend, as calculated to " make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place." A like tenderness of patience, in one who possessed a like energy, made Mr. Keats say on his death-bed,...

...he speaks of in the preface to his Elegy on the death of his young friend, as calculated to " make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place." A like tenderness of patience, in one who possessed a like energy, made Mr. Keats say on his death-bed,...

...cemetery is я n open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place. The genius of the lamented person to whose memory I have dedicated these unworthy verses, w;is not less...

...ruins" (of ancient Rome,) " covered in winter with violets and daisies;" adding — "It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place." I have allowed myself to abridge the circumstances as reported by Mr. Trelawuey and Mr. Hunt, partly...

...he speaks of in the preface to his Elegy on the death of his young friend, as calculated to ' make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place." — The generous reader will be glad to hear that the remains of Mr. Shelley were attended to their final abode...

...Rome. It is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter v. ith violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place." If Shelley had chosen his own grave at the time, he would have selected the very spot where he has...

...Rome. It is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.' If Shelley had chosen his own grave at the time, he would have selected the very spot where he has...

...cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place. The genins of the lamented person to whose memory I have dedieated these unworthy verses, was not less...

...eemetery is an open spaee among the ruins, eovered in winter with violeta and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a plaee. The genins of the lamented person to whose memory I have dedieated these unworthy verses, was...

...cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make 2. * Preface to Adtmait ; an elegy on the death of Kcate. In Shelley's correspondence ia letter by Mr...