 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 472 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,... | |
 | 1854 - 226 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 griesly... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 276 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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 272 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... | |
 | Publius Vergilius Maro - 1855 - 474 страници
...murdered comrades : " 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. " Be wasted mourning in a lasting youth ? Nor darling sons, nor... | |
 | Robert Clarke (schoolmaster.) - 1855 - 190 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, On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1856 - 560 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 crieg No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1856 - 800 страници
...screams, and passes by.' Pear 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. 4 They do not sleep. On yonder dills, a griesly... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1848 - 786 страници
...screams, and passes by.5 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.4 They do not sleep. On yonder cliff?, a griesly... | |
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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... 
