Lord Byron’s Venice

August 22, 2014 at 5:34 pm (Photopoem) (, )

Venice

In Venice Tasso’s echoes are no more,

And silent rows the songless gondolier;

Her palaces are crumbling to the shore,

And music meets not always now the ear:

Those days are gone–but Beauty still is here;

States fall, arts fade–but Nature doth not die,

Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear,

The pleasant place of all festivity,

The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!

– From Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage by Lord Byron

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