...Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, Deal', as i he ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye dicd amidst, your dying country's cries— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliti's, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in...

...mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " (In youder clift's, a grisly band, I see them sit — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Gray's Bun/. " By Wexford's bridge, begriin'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, "While...

...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...they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room...

...Beni-Yala crouched amongst the rocks of an overlooking height, about a mile to the north of the camp. " They do not sleep, — On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; " some grouped together in deep consultation ; some clutching their long guns, burning to throw a...

...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...more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful...

...and passes by. Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart*, Ye died...country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep; I see them sit; they linger yet, On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, Avengers of their native land; With...

...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...they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room,...

...of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that wann'd my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries...dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hand the tissue of thy line. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof. The winding sheet of Edward's...

...as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidsf your dying country's cries No more I weep. They do...they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. 1. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample...

...As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my s-,id heart." Jul. Caesar, act ii. sc. 1. Gray. Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died...more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, 43 Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful...