 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 pages
...Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes (p), " Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, " Ye died 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... | |
 | Great Britain - 1803 - 390 pages
...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 - English poetry - 1804 - 224 pages
...visit my sad heart Shakespeare's Jul. Ctesar. Mr. Gray might also recollect these lines : " Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, " Ye died 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... | |
 | France - 1904 - 518 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...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 pages
...Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, 1 Ye dy'd amidst your dying country's cries...... * Ho more I -weep. They do not sleep; ' On yonder cliffs,...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 pages
...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...more I weep. They do not sleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, ' I see them sit, they linger yet, ' Avengers of their native land : ' With me in dreadful... | |
 | English poetry - English poetry - 1809 - 302 pages
...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...join, ' And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.1 II. 1. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, " The winding sheet of Edward's race ; " Give ample... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 526 pages
...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,...weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.' II. 1. " Weave the warp and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Kit ward's race ; Give ample room, and... | |
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Far, far aloof the 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... 
