| 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 750
...above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. " Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green...little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built \vith peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious mom ? And, little town, thy streets for... | |
| 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed A burning forehead and a parching tongue. IV. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green Altar, O mysterious Priest! Lead'st thou lhat Heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What little town by... | |
| Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 460
...far above, Thst leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands dressM ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or raountain-bnilt with peaceful citadel, Is emptied... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 348
...far above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...far above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A hurning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-huilt with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this... | |
| 1839 - عدد الصفحات: 684
...above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. 4. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And,... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...the skies. And all her silken flanks with garlands dnstf What iitile town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, MISCELLANEOCS... | |
| 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 368
...burning forehead and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, oh mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing...the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands dress'd ? What little town by river or seashore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 552
...burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice t To what green altar, О mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing...the skies. And all her silken flanks with garlands drestl What little town by river or sea-ehore. Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Ч I -Í .4N... | |
| 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 378
...priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands dress'd* What little town by river or seashore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul... | |
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