Matches in DBpedia 2014 for { ?s ?p "Charlotte Canda" Turn’d to the left, I seek the intricate round, Where Charlotte Canda decorates the ground, Like Sirius, fairest of the starry line. Yet death seems setting on that heavenly shrine; All tombs around are in its splendor lost, And all must bow before its mighty cost. Yet who would envy, who would take her place, Though not possessed of any wealth or grace. The dread of pain, tenacity of life, Increase with woe, and feed on mortal strife; In vain the roses round her bloom, Vain may the polished marble shine, In vain the sculptured image show Charlotte in life almost divine. Still all is night beneath the gorgeous tomb, And the black grave wears the same dismal gloom. Thou lovely flower, too delicate for earth, ‘Tis only strange such beauty here had birth; Supine it fell before the autumnal blast To rise to Heaven when wintry storms have passed.. }
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- Charlotte_Canda quote ""Charlotte Canda" Turn’d to the left, I seek the intricate round, Where Charlotte Canda decorates the ground, Like Sirius, fairest of the starry line. Yet death seems setting on that heavenly shrine; All tombs around are in its splendor lost, And all must bow before its mighty cost. Yet who would envy, who would take her place, Though not possessed of any wealth or grace. The dread of pain, tenacity of life, Increase with woe, and feed on mortal strife; In vain the roses round her bloom, Vain may the polished marble shine, In vain the sculptured image show Charlotte in life almost divine. Still all is night beneath the gorgeous tomb, And the black grave wears the same dismal gloom. Thou lovely flower, too delicate for earth, ‘Tis only strange such beauty here had birth; Supine it fell before the autumnal blast To rise to Heaven when wintry storms have passed.".