| English poetry - 1848 - 468 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... | |
| James Augustus Hessey - 1849 - 216 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... | |
| A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 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... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1850 - 558 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 amidsf your dying country's cries No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band,... | |
| Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 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... | |
| George Frederick Graham - English literature - 1852 - 570 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... | |
| Concordia society - Glees, catches, rounds, etc - 1852 - 108 pages
...hufhed the ftormy main ; Brave Urien fleeps upon his craggy bed. Mountains, ye mourn in vain : ********* Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that vifus thefe fad eyes, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amid your dying country's... | |
| Thomas Gray - Elegiac poetry, English - 1853 - 200 pages
...screams, and passes by.2 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 jour dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs a grisly... | |
| Conrad Hume Pinches - Elocution - 1854 - 460 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 your dying country's cries. ' No more I weep. They do not sleep ! " On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1854 - 564 pages
...sereams, and passes by. Dear lost eompanions 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 eountry's eries No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder eliffs, a grisly band,... | |
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