| Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 páginas
...amidst your dying country's cries " No more I weep [14]. They do not sleep. " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit, they linger yet, " Avengers of their native land: (o) The famish*d eagle screams, and passes by, Camden and others observe, that eagles used annually... | |
| 1803 - 390 páginas
...Oa Alexandria's shore. Yet cease to weep : they do not sleep — Through the bright sky, a heavenly band I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land. But NELSO.N still is mine, Who shook the Libyan coast; A thousand heroes guide my navy's line, The... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 páginas
...amidst your dying country's cries " No more I weep [14]. They do not sleep. " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit, they linger yet, " Avengers...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy " line g." Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life, Dear as these eyes that weep in fondness o'er thee.... | |
| 1904 - 518 páginas
...On Alexandria's shoie. Yet cease to weep : they do not sleep — Through ihe bright sky, a heavenly band I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land. But NELSON still is mine, Who shook the Libyan coast ; A thousand heroes guide my navy's line, The... | |
| Great Britain - 1804 - 508 páginas
...Kay.] * As dear to me as are the ruddy drops, Tlal vijit my fad heart. Sha'Kffp. Jul. Csefar • \Vith me in dreadful harmony they join, ' And * weave with bloody hands the tiffue of thy line. II. I. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, " The windmg-lheet of Edward's race.... | |
| Elegant extracts - 1805 - 1054 páginas
...not deep. ' On yonder ciirfs, a gridy band, ' I Ice them (it: they linger yet, ' Avengers of tluir native land: ' With me in dreadful harmony they join, ' And weave with bloody lands the glftc''/^/ II. .. P* " Weave the warp, and weave the wot, " The winiling-fliret of Edward's... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 páginas
...your dying country's cries...... * Ho more I -weep. They do not sleep; ' On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, * I see them sit; they linger yet, * Avengers...native land; * With me in dreadful harmony they join, 1 Andweavejwith bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. 1. " Weave the warp and weave the woof, "... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 páginas
...eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidst your dying country's cries ' No more I weep. They do not sleep. ' On yonder cliffs,...* weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.' •• II. i. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, " The winding-sheet of Edward's race. " Give ample... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 páginas
...dying country's cries — ' No more 1 weep. They do not sleep. • On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, 1 . § 152- MansPronencsstopospone Improvement . Of min's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, theyjoin, ' And weave with bloody hands the tissue of th; [liw'. II. 1. " Weave the warp, and weave... | |
| British poets - 1809 - 526 páginas
...these sad eyes, Dear as the rnddy drops that warm my heart, Ye dy'd amidst your dying country's crie No more I weep. They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ; With me in dreadful... | |
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