...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,...

...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...