 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 страници
...country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join. And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. '* ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 страници
...country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder chifs, a grisly hand, I see them sit ; r wrong, it is no great matter; and so the repulí lion of wit or great learning ;oln, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. * Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The... | |
 | 1834 - 480 страници
...country's cries. No more I weep, they do not sleep, On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ! With...harmony, they join, And weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line. THE NEW FLY VAN. • Air — tf Sfy Lodging is on the cold Ground." (R. Hance.)... | |
 | Maria Edgeworth - 1836 - 394 страници
...assistance. — " ' No more I weep. They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land: With...harmony they join, And weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line.' " Godfrey could not make any sense of this passage ; he did not know who wept... | |
 | 1836 - 558 страници
...country's cries No more 1 weep. They do not sleep: On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ; With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weaveS with bloody hands the tissue of thy line." II. 1. ' Weave the warp and weave the woof, The winding-sheet... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1837 - 538 страници
...he had learned it all from Dryden." — BEATTIB.] On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. l. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race.... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1837 - 84 страници
...country's cries ! No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet ! Avengers of their native land :...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. IV. EAVE the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race : Give... | |
 | Robert Plumer Ward - 1838 - 660 страници
...bow his cloud top't head." " These do not sleep, " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit; they linger yet, " Avengers of their native land....dreadful harmony they join, " And weave with bloody bands the tissue of thy line." To be sure, the gracious and youthful being who now represents this... | |
 | Margaret Richardson - 1839 - 236 страници
...Country's cries. No more I weep ; they do not sleep. On yonder cliffs a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line." GRAY'S BARD. Ah ! where are now the minstrels gone, Who sung the song, of days... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 страници
...country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. n. 1. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race.... | |
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Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony... 
