 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 страници
...a meteor, to the troubled air. Shone, like a meteor, streaming to the wind. Milton's Paradise Lost. And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, " Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath! " O'er thee, oh King! their... | |
 | 1809 - 572 страници
...the sable garb of wo, 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...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre." It is sufficient to say, that West has done full justice to so noble a subject, and has been animated... | |
 | British essayists - 1803 - 300 страници
...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...prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Let the living muses speak for themselves; I have all the warmth of a friend, but not the presumption... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 страници
...expedition. (Loose his beard, and hoary hair / Stream'd, like a meteor m, to the troubled air)[13] And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, " Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! " O'er thee, oh King ! their... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...tlie sable garb of Woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and hoary hairj Streara'd like a meteor to the troubled air§.) And with a master's hand and prophet's tke Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. * Hark how each giant oak and desert cave ' Sighs to the torrent's... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 424 страници
...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...prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Let the living muses speak for themselves ; I have all the warmth of a friend, but not the presumption... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 страници
...Marchers, whose lands lay on the borders of Wales, and probably accompanied the King in this expedition. And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert cave, ' Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath! ' O'er thee, oh King ! their... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...(Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled airj And with a master's band and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his...to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, O King ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more,... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 страници
...the sable garb of wo, 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...Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, * Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! ' O'er thee, oh King ! their... | |
 | 1809 - 402 страници
...the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streaui'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air); And with a master's...Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak and drsert cave ' Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! ' O'er thee, O king ! their... | |
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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... 
