 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pàgines
...speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. XI. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold,...joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. XII. They died — ay, they died ! and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over... | |
 | 1828 - 814 pàgines
...speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. xr. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold,...joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. in. They died — ay they died ! and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their... | |
 | Samuel Gover Winchester - 1833 - 156 pàgines
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold,...ay, they died ! and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who make in their dwellings a transient abode, Meet the changes... | |
 | Alexander Campbell, Charles Louis Loos - 1838 - 584 pàgines
...cling; But it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved, but the story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold; They grieved, but no wail from their slumbers will come; They joy'd, but the tongue of their gladness is dumb. ТЬш died!— ah! they diedl—... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 pàgines
...the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold, They scorn'd — but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved...— but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joy'd — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — ay, they died ! and we things that... | |
 | William Knox - 1847 - 240 pàgines
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold...they died ! and we, things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who make in their dwellings a transient abode, Meet the changes... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 pàgines
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold, They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold,...ay, they died ! and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who make in their dwellings a transient abode, Meet the changes... | |
 | J Byres Laing - 1852 - 44 pàgines
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold;...but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — aye, they died ! and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who... | |
 | 1854 - 608 pàgines
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold, They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold,...ay, they died! and we things that are now, Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who make in their dwelling a transient abode, Meet the changes... | |
 | 1854 - 606 pàgines
...loved — but their story we cannot unfold. They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cola, They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may...ay, they died! and we things that are now. Who walk on the turf that lies over their brow, Who make in their dwelling a transient abode, Meet the changes... | |
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They loved, but the story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold ; They grieved, but no wail from their slumbers will come; They joyed, but the tongue of their gladness is dumb. 
