| William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 страници
...coueh'd his quivering lance. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Kob'd ghter'd saints, whose bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains c In- beard, and hoary hair, Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand,... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1825 - 346 страници
...forte." — GRAY. 1.2. On a rock, whose haughty brow 15 Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet...hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air ;) 20 Vet. 14. " To arms!" cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance.] Edmond de Mortimer, Lord... | |
| John Mason Good - 1826 - 454 страници
...exquisite and inimitable. 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...prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. The detail of the prophecy is too long for quotation; but the following fragments, which form its opening... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1826 - 190 страници
...quivering lance. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty hrow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Ver. 11. of Snowdon's shaggy side] Snowdon was a name given by the Saxons to that mountainous tract... | |
| 1826 - 310 страници
...On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of wo, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard,...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 hundred arms they... | |
| Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1826 - 242 страници
...the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet sto6d ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Streamed like a meteor to the troubled air;) And with a master's...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. 12, To Pandemonium the summons called By place or choice the worthiest : they anon With hundreds and... | |
| Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1827 - 468 страници
...this expedition. I. 2. 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...giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their hundred arms they wave. Revenge on thee in hoarser... | |
| John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страници
...couch'd his quivering lance. 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...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Harfc, how each giant oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee,... | |
| John Mason Good - 1828 - 542 страници
...the sable garb of wo, • With haggard eye» the poet stood, (Lome hu beard and hoar; air btream'd, like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's...hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of bit lyre. detail of the prophecy is too long for quotation ; but the following •rits, which form... | |
| John Barber - 1828 - 310 страници
...couch'd his quivering lance. 2 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 Streamed like a meteor to the troubled air, And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the... | |
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