 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm, Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway...  The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray - Side 46av Thomas Gray - 1851 - 223 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 584 sider
...adulterous Queen. •;. Triumphs of Edward the Third in France. * No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable Warrior...dead. The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising Morn. Fair laughs the Morn.f and soft the Zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 284 sider
...even robbed in his last moments by his courtiers and his mistress. No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn ' 9 , and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 428 sider
...heart, no eye, Afford a tear to grace his obsequies. Which is followed by that striking question, — Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born, Gone to salute the rising morn. THE BARD, strophe 2. I have sometimes wondered that Pope did not mention... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1822 - 426 sider
...heart, no eye, Afford a tear to grace his obsequies. Which is followed by that striking question, — Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born, Gone to salute the rising morn. THE BARD, strophe 2. I have sometimes wondered that Pope did not mention... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 sider
...behind. " Mighty victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies 1 No pitying heart, no eye afford f ײ邀 6 胀 V Ϫ邀 ? 炀 >...by William C. Hall"% Hazlitt William" William Ha Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 398 sider
...mourn, And palms eternal flourish round his urn. NOTES. Which is followed by that striking question, — Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. The Bard, strophe 2. I have sometimes wondered that Pope did not... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Roscoe - 1824 - 400 sider
...mourn, And palms eternal flourish round his urn. NOTES. Which is followed by that striking question, — Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. The Bard, strophe 2. I have sometimes wondered that Pope did not... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray, James Beattie, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 478 sider
...lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable U Warrior fled t Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising Morn. * See the Norwegian Ode, that follows. t Edward the Second, cruelly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1825 - 346 sider
...Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Ver. 64. Low on his funeral couch he lies.] Death of that King,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 sider
...vietor, mighty Lord, Ix'w on his funeral eoueh he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to graee ? (¡one to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
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