 | Publius Vergilius Maro - 1855 - 474 páginas
...murdered comrades : " 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. " Be wasted mourning in a lasting youth ? Nor darling sons, nor... | |
 | Robert Clarke (schoolmaster.) - 1855 - 190 páginas
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 272 páginas
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 276 páginas
...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... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 páginas
...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 - 1856 - 560 páginas
...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 crieg No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1856 - 800 páginas
...screams, and passes by.' Pear 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. 4 They do not sleep. On yonder dills, a griesly... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 páginas
...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 páginas
...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1848 - 786 páginas
...screams, and passes by.5 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.4 They do not sleep. On yonder cliff?, a griesly... | |
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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... 
