 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...  Letters from Ireland, MDCCCXXXVII. - الصفحة 10بواسطة Charlotte Elizabeth - 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 436عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Oswald John Fredeick Crawford - 1910 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...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 criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a griesly... | |
 | John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustine Pyre, Karl Young - 1910 - عدد الصفحات: 1174
...affrighted ravens sail; The famished Eagle screams, and passes liy. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Ё @6A 4' Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs,... | |
 | 1911 - 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,... | |
 | Carlos de Mesquita - 1911 - عدد الصفحات: 284
...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,... | |
 | 1912 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...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,... | |
 | Francis Cotterell Hodgson - 1913 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...the river, A moment white, then melts for ever ; or Gray's 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 ; or Scott's When musing on companions gone We doubly feel ourselves alone ; or Coleridge's Constancy... | |
 | Richard Green Moulton - 1915 - عدد الصفحات: 536
...Bard continues at length until a sudden change takes place. '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,... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 1604
...ravens sail; The famish 'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, *° while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep! On yonder cliffs,... | |
 | Frank Jenners Wilstach - 1916 - عدد الصفحات: 540
...as the apple to thine eye. — TIMOTHY DWIGHT. As dear to me as my own right hand. — WS GILBERT. Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes ; Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. ' — GRAY. Dear as his eyeball. — THOMAS HEYWOOD. Dear as these mine eyes. — MARLOWE. Dear as... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1917 - عدد الصفحات: 266
...have them. I must love, pine, mourn and adore in secret: this you must not deny me. You will ever be to me "Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart." I have not patience to read the Puritanic scrawl. Damned sophistry. Ye heavens, thou God of nature,... | |
| |
