 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 str.
...deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, * Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! ' O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave, * Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; ' Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, ' To high-born Hoel's harp, or... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 482 str.
...deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant oak, and desert cave, ' Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! * O'er thee, oh king ! their hundred arms they wave, ' Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe; * Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, ' To high-born Hoel's harp, or... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 str.
...deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 358 str.
...and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's aweful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh king ! their hundred arms they wave, Hevenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1821 - 192 str.
...the vision of Ezekiel. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave; Sighs to the torrent's awl'n I voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 584 str.
...meteor, streaming to the wind. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
 | 1826 - 310 str.
...deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh king! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1826 - 190 str.
...in the vision of Ezekiel. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King! their hundred arms they wave. Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1827 - 468 str.
...deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave. Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fatal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 str.
...deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Harfc, how each giant oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh king ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more, since Cambria's fajal day, To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft... | |
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And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. 'Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's aweful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave,. Revenge on thee in hoarser... 
