 twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still...  The Dublin university magazine - Страница 647по University magazine - 1845Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | New Church gen. confer - 640 страници
...rule and die for nothing. When mere conquerors and man-slayers are forgotten, Boadicea will remain one of " The dead but sceptred sovereigns who still rule Our spirits from their urns." 1 The period in English history richest of all in martial feminine characters is that in which they... | |
 | 1825 - 806 страници
...continuing to exert a mighty influence over the mind of all future time. He is, and he always will be, one of " The dead, but sceptred Sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. " Yet he died at seven-and-thirty ; and who shall say — nay, who can believe, that the genius of... | |
 | 1817 - 708 страници
...tilltheplace Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twas such a night t "Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 98 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — "Pis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest flight... | |
 | 1817 - 694 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old !— The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twas such anight! Tu strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest... | |
 | 1817 - 522 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent wotship of the great of old I—- The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.—" (P. 68, 69.) We trust we have done justice to this little poem, which, as a drama, or as a whole, we... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — • 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1819 - 88 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 страници
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time; But I have found our thoughts take... | |
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