 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 - 1853 - 223 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1858 - 460 páginas
...abandoned by his children, and even robbed in his .a»t moments by his courtiers. Is the sable warrior l fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in the noontide beam were borne, Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1859 - 512 páginas
...lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior7 flea ? 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.8 (1) Wtavt the warp — Dr. Johnson also censures this expression... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, Oliver Goldsmith - 1860 - 422 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... | |
 | Bernhard Freiherr von Tauchnitz - 1860 - 468 páginas
...n.— 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1860 - 778 páginas
...lies!1 No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled?2 Thy son is gone. He rests among the 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 Milton - 1860 - 574 páginas
...lie** No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies! Is the eable warriort fled 1 Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam \\-t-te born, Gone to salute the rising mom: Fair laughs the morn,t and soft the zephyr biowi, While... | |
 | James Thomson - 1861 - 480 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§...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1863 - 304 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 noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | 1863 - 982 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...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 blows, While proudly... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1863 - 788 páginas
...lies ! f No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled? 2 Thy son is gone. He rests among the 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, 4 While proudly riding... | |
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