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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... "
Poems by Mr. Gray - Page 59
by Thomas Gray - 1775 - 136 pages
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The Blue Poetry Book

Andrew Lang - Children's poetry - 1891 - 351 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 griesly...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray, English and Latin: Ed. with an ...

Thomas Gray - 1891 - 319 pages
...passes by. ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, 39 ' 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...
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Lyra Heroica: A Book of Verse for Boys

William Ernest Henley - American poetry - 1891 - 364 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...
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Hoekzema's Gleanings from English Poetry

David Hoekzema - English poetry - 1893 - 334 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 griesly...
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The Library of Historic Characters and Famous Events of All ..., Volume 6

Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Frank Weitenkampf, John Porter Lamberton - Biography - 1895
...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...
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions

Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1895
...affrighted ravens sail ; 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...
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Lyrical Verse from Elizabeth to Victoria

Oswald Crawfurd - English poetry - 1896 - 451 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 griesly...
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A thousand and one gems of English poetry, selected and arranged by C. Mackay

Charles Mackay - 1897
...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...
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Poet's Walk: An Introduction to English Poetry

Mowbray Morris - English poetry - 1898 - 343 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 griesly...
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Standard English Poems: Spenser to Tennyson

English poetry - 1899 - 749 pages
...and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, 40 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...
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