 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...  Poems by Mr. Gray - الصفحة 59بواسطة Thomas Gray - 1775 - عدد الصفحات: 136عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | James Fleming - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 382
...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 grisly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...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, a grisly... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 704
...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 erica — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grissly... | |
 | Edward Thomas Stevens - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 434
...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 band,... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...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 grisly band,... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...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 griesly3... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 88
...to the senses : — 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 grisly... | |
 | English poetry - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...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 amid your dying country's cries — No more I weep ! They do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | Francis William Newman - 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...long e sound in dear. 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 amid your dying country's cries. Tender feeling is generally in a tenor voice ; when it deepens into... | |
 | 1869 - عدد الصفحات: 974
...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, a grisly band,... | |
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