 | 1804 - 476 páginas
...a parting groan And in their country's woes forgot their own. As mid the cedar courts, and gates oi gold, The trampled ranks in miry carnage roll'd; To save their temple ev'ry hand essay'd, And with cold fingers grasp'd the feeble blade : Thro' their torn veins reviving... | |
 | 1803 - 502 páginas
...woes forgot their own. 270 * St. Luke's Gospel, xxiii. 27, 28. t Joseph, vi. p. 1275. Ed. Huds. m 185 As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...torn veins reviving fury ran, And life's last anger wann'd the dyiug man. But heavier far the fetter'd captive's doom ! To glut with sighs the iron ear... | |
 | 1803 - 508 páginas
...country's woes forgot their own. 27ft * St. Luke's Gospel, xxiii. 27, 28. + Joseph, vi. p. 1275. Ed. Huds. As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...torn veins reviving fury ran, And life's last anger wann'd the dying man. But heavier far the fetter'd captive's doom ! To glut with sighs the iron ear... | |
 | 1803 - 520 páginas
...light, To their lov'd altars paid a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. 270 As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...: Through their torn veins reviving fury ran, And lii.e's last anger warm'd the dying man. But heavier far the fetter'd captive's doom ! To glut with... | |
 | Oxford univ, prize poems - 1807 - 126 páginas
...lurid light, To their lov'd altars paid a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled ranks in miry carnage roll'd ; To fave their Temple every hand eflay'd, And with cold fingers grafp'd the feeble blade : ' Jofeph. vi.... | |
 | Young gentleman - 1807 - 314 páginas
...cold fingers grafp'd the feehle hlade: Through their torn veins reviving fory ran, And life's laft anger warm'd the dying man. But heavier far the fetter'd captive's doom! To glut with fights the iron ear of Rome, To ('well ftow pacing hy the car's tall fide, The ftoic tyrant's plilofophic... | |
 | Oxford univ, prize poems - 1810 - 204 páginas
...lurid light, To their lov'd altars paid a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...torn veins reviving fury ran, And life's last anger warrn'd the dying man. But heavier far the fetter'd captive's doom ! To glut with sighs the iron ear... | |
 | Oxford univ, prize poems - 1816 - 214 páginas
...a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. m Joseph. vi. p. I2?s. Ed. Huds. • As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...miry carnage roll'd } To save their Temple every hand essay' d, And with cold fingers grasp'd the feeble blade : Through their torn veins reviving fury ran,... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 páginas
...lurid light, To their lov'd altars paid a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...their Temple every hand essay'd, And with cold fingers grasp' d the feeble blade : Through their torn veins reviving fury ran, And life's last anger warm'd... | |
 | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) - 1829 - 176 páginas
...lurid light, To their lov'd altars paid a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled...miry carnage roll'd, To save their Temple every hand essay 'd, And with cold fingers grasp'd the feeble blade : Through their torn veins reviving fury ran,... | |
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E'en they, when, high above the dusty fight, Their burning Temple rose in lurid light, To their loved altars paid a parting groan, And in their country's woes forgot their own. As 'mid the cedar courts, and gates of gold, The trampled ranks in miry carnage... 
