 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1813 - 332 páginas
...sagacity on the characters of those, whom for the most part he suffered to surround him. — — — " He rests among the dead ! The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, Gone to salute the rising morn!" For me, who never received favour or notic? from him when alive, and... | |
 | sir Samuel Egerton Brydges (bart.) - 1813 - 326 páginas
...exercised his sagacity on the characters of those, whom for the most part he suffered to surround him. " He rests among the dead! The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, Gone to salute the rising morn !" For me, who never received favour or notice from him when alive,... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1815 - 434 páginas
...exercised his sagacity on the characters of those, whom for the most part he suffered to surround him. " He rests among the dead ! The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, Gone to salute the rising morn !" For me, who never received favour or notice from him, when alive,... | |
 | Thomas Gray, John Mitford - 1816 - 446 páginas
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 6'5 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. VARIATIONS. Ver. 63. Victor'] Conqueror, Ms. Ver. 64. His] The, Ms. Ver. 65. No, wo] What, what, Ms.... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth, Maria Edgeworth - 1816 - 262 páginas
...only one priest remained with him till he died. Obsequies. — The ceremonies or rites of burial. " Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone, he rests among the dead.'• The sable n?arn'or.-<— The black prince, so called from his armour which was black* — He died before... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 482 páginas
...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 the noon-tide beam were born? > " Gone to salute the rising morn. . " Fair laughs the morn, and soft... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 páginas
...funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable T warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the...dead. The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. ' See the Norwegian Ode, that follows. T Edward the Second, cruelly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1821 - 192 páginas
..." 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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 358 páginas
...he lies ! * No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior f fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in the noon-tide beam were born ; Gone to salute the rising Morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr... | |
 | 1822 - 418 páginas
...2. " Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his fun'ral 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... | |
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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... 
