 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 pàgines
...and passes by. ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear, as the light that visits these sad 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, a grisly... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 622 pàgines
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart ", Ye died amidst your dying country's cries-- far east as the river Conway. R. Hygden, speaking of the castle... | |
 | Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 pàgines
...mourn in vain : ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear as the light that visits these sad 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, a grizly... | |
 | Richard Lovell Edgeworth, Maria Edgeworth - 1816 - 262 pàgines
...screams and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries." Cadwallo the bard, whose " magic song could lay the storm is now... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 498 pàgines
...and passes by. ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear as the light that visits these sad 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, a griesly... | |
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 pàgines
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — * The shores of Caernarvonshire opposite to the isle of Anglesey.... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 358 pàgines
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — t No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffsy a griesly... | |
 | 1822 - 418 pàgines
...screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad 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, a grisly band,... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 284 pàgines
...screams, and passes by". Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart", Ye died amidst your dying country's cries— 10 The shores of Caernarvonshire opposite to the Isle of Anglesey.... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 584 pàgines
...screams, and passes by,f Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart,* Ye died amidst your dying country's cries * The shores of Caernarvonshire opposite to the isle of Anglesey.... | |
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Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's... 
