| Robert Chambers - 1902 - 860 páginas
...The scourge of Heaven ! What terrors round him wait '. Amazement in his van, with Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. 'Mighty...to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? the Black Prince Tliy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam were... | |
| 1883 - 204 páginas
...his children, and his servants, who even robbed him of the rings off his fingers before they fled. " Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch...heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies." * Notice that the shoes on his feet are made "right and left," showing that this is not, as is generally... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1903 - 190 páginas
...solitude behind. She-wolf of France, with unrelenting fangs That tear'st the bowels of thy mangled mate, Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 ' Mighty victor, mighty lord, A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled? Thy son... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1906 - 414 páginas
...of heaven I What terrors round him wait / Amazement in his van, with flight combined, And sorrow 's faded form, and solitude behind. ' Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies I No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled? Thy son... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 616 páginas
...Amazement in his van, with Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. The Anlistrophe '"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 Warriour fled? Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead.... | |
| John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 654 páginas
...and Solitude behind. The Antistrophe "'Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies I No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable Warriour fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. ' г\„оЛ THE BARD 27! The Swarm, that... | |
| Charles Robert Leslie Fletcher - 1907 - 448 páginas
...name. A year after his eldest son's death, King Edward followed him to the grave, June 23, 1377. " Mighty victor, Mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies. No pitying eye, no heart afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He... | |
| Francis Turner Palgrave - 1908 - 476 páginas
...The scourge of heaven! What terrors round him wait! Amazement in his van, with flight combined, 10 And sorrow's faded form, and solitude behind. 'Mighty...heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. 15 Is the sable warrior fledl Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide... | |
| 1908 - 464 páginas
...The scourge of heaven! What terrors round him wait! Amazement in his van, with flight combined, 10 And sorrow's faded form, and solitude behind. 'Mighty...heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. 15 Is the sable warrior fled"! Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide... | |
| G. Dowse - 1908 - 92 páginas
...wait I 60 Amazement in his van, with Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. 1 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 fled? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead.... | |
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