 | Dolores Bausum - Crafts & Hobbies - 2001 - 268 pages
...bard strikes his harp to warn that the slain bards survive as ghosts and to predict the king's ruin: On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. . . . Now, brothers, bending... | |
 | Aaron Santesso - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 230 pages
...certain passages replicate what Gray spoke of as the "double cadence" of old English and Welsh poetry: "No 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." (43-46) The pause... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - Bumppo, Natty (Fictitious character) - 2008 - 594 pages
...Gray's poem "The Bard." The two lines that follow and finish the stanza echo the themes of the novel: With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. Chapter IX 1. "Be gay securely . . . thy clear brow": From Thomas Gray's incomplete verse drama, Agrippina... | |
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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... 
