 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...  Poems by Mr. Gray - Page 59by Thomas Gray - 1775 - 136 pagesFull view - About this book
 | James Fleming - 1866 - 382 pages
...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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1866 - 298 pages
...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 cliff, a grisly... | |
 | Charles Knight - Great Britain - 1866 - 704 pages
...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 erica — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grissly... | |
 | Edward Thomas Stevens - 1866 - 434 pages
...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 gnsly band,... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...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,... | |
 | Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...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 griesly3... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869 - 88 pages
...to the senses : — 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1869 - 328 pages
...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 amid your dying country's cries — No more I weep ! They do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | Francis William Newman - 1869 - 376 pages
...long e sound in dear. 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 amid your dying country's cries. Tender feeling is generally in a tenor voice ; when it deepens into... | |
 | Great Britain - 1869 - 974 pages
...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 cliff, a grisly band,... | |
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