 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
 | Walter Barnes - 1915 - 602 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...the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were bornf — Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 854 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... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 páginas
...eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone. He resta ing found the sole Of unblcst feet. Him follow'd his next Gone to salute the rising Morn. 70 Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr olows, While proudly riding... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 468 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 noon-tide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 páginas
..."'Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 6 ) lg y fb?|' e +kK bora? Gone to salute the rising mom. 70 Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 páginas
...couch he lies! 66 No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warrior7 e to rest his head.1 "With fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide, 45 And ma ? 70 Gone to salute the rising morn.8 Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 422 páginas
...2 '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 noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1918 - 412 páginas
...2 '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...the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam were bom? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 1116 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...gone. He rests among the 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1919 - 106 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... | |
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