 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 Thomson - Gift books - 1861 - 480 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 grizzly... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 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... | |
 | Robert Sullivan - 1861 - 532 pages
...sorrows of his lyre— " Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these Bad 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's, a grisly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1863 - 456 pages
...paries by. Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes,10 Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my 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... | |
 | Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1863 - 304 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 Dexter Cleveland - 1863 - 788 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... | |
 | James Fleming - 1863 - 404 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 Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1865 - 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... | |
 | Great Britain - 1865 - 708 pages
...screams, aud 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 criea — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grissly... | |
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