 Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's...  The Poetical Works - Strana 21autor/autoři: Thomas Gray - 1826 - 134 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Thomas Campbell - 1844 - 846 str.
...your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band,I " Weave the warp, and weave the roof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and verge... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 328 str.
...passes hy. Dear, lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eye«, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's erica No more I weep. They do not sleep. fc On yonder cliffs, a griesly hand, I see them sit ; they... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 str.
...companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops4 that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's...join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.5 1 High-born Hoel, Sfc Hoel, one of the famous bards of Wales, was the son of Owen Gwynedd, prince... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 str.
...passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art !— Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes. Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died...country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep ; I see them sit : — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony... | |
 | 1846 - 436 str.
...and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line ! " " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and... | |
 | Maria Edgeworth - 1847 - 272 str.
...went on with the poem, he came •oa passage, where his historical notes gave lim no assistance. — 1 see them sit; they linger yet, Avengers of their native...weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line. Godfrey could not make any sense of this passage; he did not know who wept— who slept — who the... | |
 | Percy Society - 1847 - 254 str.
...emulate the mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " ( )n yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit— they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Cray's Bunl. " By Wexford's bridge, begrim'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, While... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1847 - 276 str.
...Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, Deal', as i he ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye dicd amidst, your dying country's cries— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliti's, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in... | |
 | Percy Society - 1847 - 280 str.
...mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " (In youder clift's, a grisly band, I see them sit — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Gray's Bun/. " By Wexford's bridge, begriin'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, "While... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 str.
...and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room and verge... | |
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