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" 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 rule Our spirits from their urns. "
The Edinburgh monthly magazine [afterw.] Blackwood's Edinburgh magazine ... - Страница 295
1817
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Selected Poems of Lord Byron

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1893 - 279 страници
...but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'T was such a night ! 'T is strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have...when they should array Themselves in pensive order. Enter the ABBOT. Abbot. My good lord ! I crave a second grace for this approach; But yet let not my...

Dictionary of Quotations from Ancient and Modern English and Foreign Sources ...

1893 - 658 страници
...reception. Emerson. Our thoughts are often worse than we are, just as they are often better. Gtorge Eliot. nson. That@ , Byron, Our time is fixed, and all our days are numbered ; / How long, how short, we know not : this...

From Milton to Tennyson: Masterpieces of English Poetry

Louis Du Pont Syle - 1894 - 306 страници
...but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule 4o Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have...when they should array Themselves in pensive order. [ST. PETER'S.] CHILDE HAROLD, CANTO /i'. CLIII. BUT lo ! the dome — the vast and wondrous dome, To...

A Thousand and One Gems of English Poetry

Charles Mackay - 1896 - 633 страници
...dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Oar spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest flight [array Even at the moment when they should Themselves in pensive order. MY NATIVE LANIV-GOOD NIGHT....

A thousand and one gems of English poetry, selected and arranged by C. Mackay

Charles Mackay - 1897
...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 wildest flight [array Even at the moment when they should Themselves in pensive order. MY NATIVE LAND— GOOD NIGHT....

Anthology of English Poetry: Beowulf to Kipling

Robert Naylor Whiteford - 1903 - 432 страници
...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...when they should array Themselves in pensive order. If Wordsworth at times recognises agencies making for evil in nature, Byron occasionally dwells on...

Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical and ..., Том 3

Robert Chambers - 1903
...dead, but sceptred, Sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twos such a night ! Tis n Autobiography of the Author (three series, 1838-57; ed. by JG Wood, 1878). His account Kven at the moment when they should array Themselves in pensive order. (From Ac[ ш ^ 4-) Speech of...

British Poets of the Nineteenth Century: Selections from Wordsworth ...

Curtis Hidden Page - 1904 - 923 страници
...dead but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. "fwas such a night ! ' T is Enter the ABBOT. Abbot. My good lord '• 1 crave a second grace for this approach '• But yet let...

Chamber's Cyclopædia of English Literature, Том 3

Robert Chambers - 1904
...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 ortr thoughts take wildest flight Even at the moment when they should array Themselves in pensive order....

A Selection from the Great English Poets: With an Essay on the Reading of ...

Sherwin Cody - 1905 - 576 страници
...but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'T was such a night! 'T is strange that I recall it at this time; But I have...they should array Themselves in pensive order. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON; A FABLE SONNET ON CHILLON ETERNAL Spirit of the chainless Mind ! Brightest in...




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