 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
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1907 - 448 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... | |
 | 1908 - 376 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1908 - 464 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 — 30 No more I weep; They do not sleep; On yonder cliffs, a griesly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - Democracy - 1909 - 168 pages
...Willoughby's Ornithol. publiflied by Ray.] A PINDARIC ODE 59 ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, ' || Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' ||...[heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries— ' No more I weep. They do not fleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a griefly band, ' I fee them fit, they linger... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 1334 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... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - American poetry - 1909 - 374 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... | |
 | American poetry - 1910 - 498 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... | |
 | Oswald John Fredeick Crawford - 1910 - 240 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 criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a griesly band,... | |
 | English poetry - 1911 - 784 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... | |
 | Anton Blanck - Comparative literature - 1911 - 474 pages
...screams, and passes by. »Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, »Dear, as the light that visits the 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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