| John Cooper Grocott - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 562
...country dear. GOLDSMITH. — The Deserted Village, Line 141. 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. GBAY. — The Bard, Stanza III. Line 11. Devilish dear, master classie, devilish dear! FOOTE. — The... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 304
...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 cries. — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliff,... | |
| James Fleming - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...affrighted ravens sail, The famished 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 cries ! — No more I weep. They do not sleep : On yonder cliffs,... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 788
...affrighted ravens sail ; The femish'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 cries— No more I weep.* They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs,... | |
| Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...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 cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs,... | |
| 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 708
...affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, aud 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 criea — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs,... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 784
...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 cries—- No more I weep.* They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs,... | |
| John Bartlett - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 504
...THE BARD. Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streamed like a meteor to the troubled air.* Part i. St. 2. Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes ; Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.f Part i. St. 3. Give ample room, and verge enough,! The characters of Hell to trace. Part ii.... | |
| Standard poetry book - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...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 cries. No more I weep ; they do not sleep; On yonder cliffs, a... | |
| Edward Thomas Stevens - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 434
...affrighted ravens sail ; The famished 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 cries No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a gnsly... | |
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