 | 1842 - 544 str.
...of the plough — The prompt, the brave — Slept, with the obscurest, in the low And silent grave. Well might I mourn that he was gone, Whose light I...verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. Alas ! where'er the current tends, Regret pursues and with it blendsHuge Criffel's hoary top ascends... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1842 - 558 str.
...was gone Whose light I hail'd when first it shone, When, breaking forth as Nature's own, It show'd my youth How verse may build a princely throne On humble truth.' In thus pointing to the problem which poetry now holds out, and maintaining that it has been but partially... | |
 | 1842 - 788 str.
...was gone Whose light I hail'd when first it shone, When, breaking forth as Nature's own, It fchow'd my youth How verse may build a princely throne On humble truth.' In thus pointing to the problem which poetry now holds out, and maintaining that it has been but partially... | |
 | 1843 - 746 str.
...Aspirant of the plough, The prompt, the brave. Slept, with the obscurest, in the low And silent grave. Well might I mourn that He was gone Whose light I...Verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. Alas ! where'er the current tends, Regret pursues and with it blends, — Huge Criffel's hoary top... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - 606 str.
...Aspirant of the plough, The prompt, the brave, Slept, with the obscurest, in the low And silent grave. Well might I mourn that He was gone Whose light I...Verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. Alas ! where'er the current lends, Regret pursues and with it blends, — Huge Griffels hoary top ascends... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew - 1843 - 604 str.
...grave. Well might I mourn that He was gone Whose light I bailed when first it shone; When, bteaking forth as Nature's own, It showed my youth How Verse may 'build a princely throne On humble truth. Alas ! where'er the current lends, Regret pursues and with it blends, — Huge Critfel's hoary top... | |
 | 1844 - 638 str.
...the cheek ; And his that music, to whose tone The common pulse of man keeps time, In cot or castle's mirth or moan, In cold or sunny clime." Truly and...poet's genius, which has studded the whole district with monuments to bis memory. The brigs of Ayr acted a conspicuous part in the procession, and were... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 str.
...thousands, but se one More deeply grieved, for He was gone Whose light I hailed when first it shone, And showed my youth How Verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. Alas ! where'er the current tends, Regret pursues and with it blends, — Huge Criffel's hoary top... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 str.
...thousands, but as one More deeply grieved, for He was gone Whose light I hailed when first it shone, And showed my youth How Verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. Alas ! where'er the current tends, Regret pursues and with it blends,— Huge CriffeFs hoary top ascends... | |
 | John Sterling - 1848 - 760 str.
...was gone, Whose light I hailed when first it shone, When, breaking forth as Nature's own, It showM my youth, How verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. In thus pointing to the problem which poetry now holds out, and maintaining that it has been but partially... | |
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I mourned with thousands, but as one More deeply grieved, for he was gone Whose light I hailed when first it shone, And showed my youth How verse may build a princely throne On humble truth. 
