 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm, Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway...  The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray - Página 46por Thomas Gray - 1851 - 223 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1908 - 376 páginas
...behind. ' Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? — Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | G. Dowse - 1908 - 92 páginas
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | Edward Chauncey Baldwin, Harry Gilbert Paul - 1908 - 430 páginas
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 7o Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | 1908 - 464 páginas
...Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. 15 Is the sable warrior fled"! Thy son is gone. He rests...the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were bornt — Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, 20 While... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1908 - 562 páginas
...he lies : No. pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1908 - 562 páginas
...couch he lies: No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 1334 páginas
...behind. 'Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable Warrior...dead. The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1909 - 374 páginas
...array." " Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, Whil« proudly riding... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1909 - 478 páginas
...funeral couch he lies ; No no What pitying heart, what eye afford A tear to grace his obseq uies ? Is the sable Warrior fled? Thy son is gone, he rests among the dead. in thy noontide beam were born The swarm that hover'd in thy noontide ray ? 1 morn Gone to salute the... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1909 - 168 páginas
...moments by his Courtiers and his Miftrefs. " Is the fable * Warriour fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were [born? " Gone to falute the rifing Morn. "Fair f laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr [blows, " While proudly... | |
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