 | William Collins - 1854 - 430 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. i. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding sheet of Edward's race.... | |
 | 1854 - 226 страници
...country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly 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. 7 Cambria, Wales. So called from the Cymry or Cimmerii, its oldest nhabitants.... | |
 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1854 - 460 страници
...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. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof — " The winding-sheet of Edward's race;... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 766 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. 1. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1854 - 564 страници
...eountry's eries No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder eliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful hannony they loin, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. H. 1. " ' Weave the warp, and... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 272 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. — i. " Weave the warp and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 276 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. n. — i. " Weave the warp and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 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 lire ! 9' " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ;... | |
 | 1855 - 458 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 lire !. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give... | |
 | Robert Clarke (schoolmaster.) - 1855 - 190 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.' " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race, Give... | |
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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... 
