 How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung,...  A dictionary of poetical illustrations - Strana 513autor/autoři: Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 str.
...close such scenes from every future view. WRITTEN IN THE YEAR 1746 l . How sleep the brave, who sink to rest By all their country's wishes bless'd! When...their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall a while repair, To dwell a weeping... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 478 str.
...IN THE YEAR MDOCXLVI. How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck...feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rang, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that... | |
 | William Collins - 1828 - 108 str.
...deck their hallow'd mold, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. Hy Fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their...shall a-while repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY. STROPHE. O THOU, who sitt'st a smiling bride By Valour's arm'd and awful side, Gentlest... | |
 | Night watch - 1828 - 596 str.
...their country's wishes blest ? When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's...their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit... | |
 | William Collins, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas, Sir Egerton Brydges, John Langhorne - 1830 - 234 str.
...scenefrom every future view. ODE, WRITTEN IN THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR 1746. How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes bless'd ! When...their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair, To dwell a weeping... | |
 | William Collins - 1830 - 240 str.
...from every future view. ODE, WRITTEN IN THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR 1746. How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes bless'd ! When...their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair, To dwell a weeping... | |
 | John Evans - 1831 - 322 str.
...embellished with beautiful vignettes, has considerable merit, and its perusal yields no urnaH gratification. When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck...forms unseen their dirge is sung ! There HONOUR comes, af rilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And FREEDOM shall awhile repair To dwell... | |
 | 1832 - 510 str.
...stanzas undoubtedly :— ' How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When spring with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck...rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; — And freedom shall awhile... | |
 | Sir William Hoste (1st Bart.) - 1833 - 352 str.
...BOOK V. FROM 1814 TO 1828. How sleep the brave, who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest; When Spring, with dewy fingers cold. Returns to deck...awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there. COLLINS. BOOK V. FROM 1814 TO 1828. RETURNS TO ENGLAND. — DELICATE STATE OF HEALTH. MADE A BARONET, AND A... | |
 | Sir William Hoste (1st bart), Lady Harriet Walpole Hoste - 1833 - 348 str.
...BOOK V. FROM 1814 TO 1828. How sleep the brave, who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest; When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck...awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there. COLLINS. BOOK V. FROM 1814 TO 1828. RETURNS TO ENGLAND. — DELICATE STATE OF HEALTH.— MADE A BARONET, AND... | |
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