 | 1834 - 480 страници
...cloud-topped head, Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - 534 страници
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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. (1) ["One of the greatest poets... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1837 - 84 страници
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 страници
...that eagles used annuDear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band,... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 страници
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 324 страници
...screams, and passes hy. Dear, lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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 grtesly... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...screams, and (lasses by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad remainder tallies not, An instant and a dreadful death ab amidst your dying country's cries— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad $ amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 страници
...and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art !— Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes. 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 ; I see them sit : — they... | |
 | 1846 - 436 страници
...screams and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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... | |
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Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's... 
