She has paid for her mistakes with all save her inextinguishable life; she has expiated her sins of ill-faith, of injustice and ingratitude, by the loss of everything but her imperishable charm.
FRANCIS MARION CRAWFORD.
WRITTEN AT VENICE
Not only through the golden haze
Of indistinct surprise.
With which the Ocean-bride displays
Her pomp to stranger eyes;—
Not with the fancy’s flashing play,
The traveller’s vulgar theme,
Where following objects chase away