| Maria Edgeworth - 1847 - 272 pages
...went on with the poem, he came •oa passage, where his historical notes gave lim no assistance. — 1 see them sit; they linger yet, Avengers of their native...weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line. Godfrey could not make any sense of this passage; he did not know who wept— who slept — who the... | |
| Percy Society - English literature - 1847 - 254 pages
...emulate the mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " ( )n yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit— they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Cray's Bunl. " By Wexford's bridge, begrim'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, While... | |
| Percy Society - English literature - 1847 - 280 pages
...mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " (In youder clift's, a grisly band, I see them sit — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Gray's Bun/. " By Wexford's bridge, begriin'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, "While... | |
| Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1847 - 276 pages
...Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, Deal', as i he ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye dicd amidst, your dying country's cries— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliti's, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in... | |
| English poetry - 1848 - 468 pages
...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...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room and verge... | |
| Dawson Borrer - Algeria - 1848 - 446 pages
...Beni-Yala crouched amongst the rocks of an overlooking height, about a mile to the north of the camp. " They do not sleep, — On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; " some grouped together in deep consultation ; some clutching their long guns, burning to throw a... | |
| James Augustus Hessey - 1849 - 216 pages
...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...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... | |
| Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 pages
...passes by. Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart*, Ye died amidst...country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep; I see them sit; they linger yet, On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, Avengers of their native land; With... | |
| A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 pages
...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...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and yerge... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1850 - 558 pages
...as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidsf your dying country's cries No more I weep. They do...weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. 1. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and... | |
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