 | Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 страници
...son-in-law to King Edward. Robed in the sable garb of Wo, With haggard eye the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air1,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 страници
...old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air;) 1 It was a common tradition in Wales, that Edward I. ordered all the Bank to be put to death. On that... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Alexander Dyce - 1850 - 444 страници
...; which, full high advanc'd, Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind." Par. Lost. I. 536. " Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air." The Bard. * Pp. 40-60, ed. Shake. Soc. — The play called Tamliercame, which is mentioned in the same... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 страници
...Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood, — Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air, — And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant oak,... | |
 | 1852 - 1170 страници
...old Conway's foaming flood, Rolled in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet ttood, (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air), And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre." Ordinary readers would have... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 страници
...foaming flood, BARD. BARGAIN. 79 Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air;) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire. Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Gray. All to nothing swiftly... | |
 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1854 - 460 страници
...old Conway's foamy flood, Eob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes, the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air); And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre : — " Hark, how each giant-oak,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 766 страници
...old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of Woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air), And with a master's hand, and prophet'y fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark how each giaut-oak,... | |
 | 1854 - 226 страници
...old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant-oak,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1854 - 564 страници
...foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of Woe, Wilh haggard eyes the Poet stood ; (Loose his brarJ ntul hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struek the deep sorrows of his lyre. 'Hark how eaeh giant-oak, and... | |
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On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air And, with a Master's hand, and Prophet's... 
