...a nation's lamentation, was he borne to his long rest. " He is gone who seem'd so great — Gone I but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own, Being here; and we believe him Something far advanced in state, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath...

...And other forms of life than ours, What know we greater than the soul ? The man is gone, who seem'd so great, Gone, but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath...

...greater than the soul ? 16 ODE ON THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON. The man is gone, who seem'd so great, Gone, but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something far advanced in State, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath...

...cAoose the letter of any which b«set him."— Duke of Wei"The man is gone, who seemed so jrreat,— Gone, but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Heing here, and we believe here Something far advanced hi state. And lhat he wears a truer crown Than...

...the people's ears ; The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears ; The black earth yawns ; the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seemed so great." Even Josiah Conder could not resist the universal passion for music. " Alas for England's sword ! Alas...

...the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and...

...the people's ears : The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears : The black earth yawns : the mortal disappears ; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He is gone who seem'd so great. — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the force he made his own Being here, and...

...the people's ears ; The dark crowd moves, and there are sobs and tears ; The black earth yawns ; the mortal disappears : ' Ashes to ashes, dust to dust...bereave him Of the force he made his own, Being here ; and we believe him Something far advanced in state, And that he wears a truer crown Than any wreath...

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...to be quoted entire. • I can only give the end of the ode : " Ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; He ie gone who seemed so great — Gone ; but nothing can bereave him Of the furce he made his own Being here, and we believe him Something fur advanced in state, And that he wears...