Don Juan 04-035
Canto the Fourth

 XXXV

And gazing on the dead, she thought his face
 Faded, or alter'd into something new --
Like to her father's features, till each trace --
 More like and like to Lambro's aspect grew --
With all his keen worn look and Grecian grace;
 And starting, she awoke, and what to view?
Oh! Powers of Heaven! what dark eye meets she there?
'T is -- 't is her father's -- fix'd upon the pair!

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824) 
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