...mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " (In youder clift's, a grisly band, I see them sit — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Gray's Bun/. " By Wexford's bridge, begriin'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, "While...

...mighty dead : Then shall arise the patriot band, Avengers of their native land. " ( )n yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit— they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Cray's Bunl. " By Wexford's bridge, begrim'd with blood, The scene of many a murderous day, While...

...Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room and verge...

...amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. 7 Cambria, Wales. So called from the Cymry or Cimmerii, its oldest inhabitants. 8 Gilbert de Clare,...

...No more I weep. They do not sleep; I see them sit; they linger yet, On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, Avengers of their native land; With me in dreadful...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.' 1 Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind— Milton's Paradise Lost. 2 The shores of Caernarvonshire,...

...died amidst your dying country's cries — :— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and yerge...

...died amidst your dying country's cries ! — " No more I weep. They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ! they linger yet, Avengers...dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hand the tissue of thy line. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof. The winding sheet of Edward's...

...amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do uot sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grissly band I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of...they join. And weave with bloody hands the tissue of their line. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room,...

...more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, 4s Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line, u. 1. • " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding: sheet of Edward's race. so See Calliraach....

...more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, 43 Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful...join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy linen. 1. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding sheet of Edward's race. » See Callimach....