| Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 sider
...cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quivering lance. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With...desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, 0 king ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal... | |
| 1852 - 1170 sider
...o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rolled in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet ttood, (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre." Ordinary readers would have innocently supposed the above "pictured" passage beyond all praise or criticism.... | |
| William Collins, Thomas Gray - 1852 - 332 sider
...Mortimer,[| and couch'd his quiv'ring lance. 1.2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With...eyes the Poet stood (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air); * This OHe is founded on a tradition current in Wales,... | |
| George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 570 sider
...Mortimer, and couched his quivering lance. 1.2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With...the poet stood : (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air4) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 838 sider
...like his Elegy. — BTRON. WrrkSj то!, vp 15. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With...desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, О King! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal... | |
| Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 sider
...Dry 1I en. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, BARD. BARGAIN. 79 Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes...prophet's fire. Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Gray. All to nothing swiftly tend, All waste, all vanish, all have end; All sink, all wither: rose... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1853 - 200 sider
...Mortimer, Lord of Wigmore. THE BARD. 115 (Loose his beard, and hoary hair1 Stream'd like a rneteo1, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and...Struck the deep sorrows of his lyr.e. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh King ! their... | |
| Thomas Gray - 1853 - 384 sider
...Mortimer, and couch'd his quiv'ring lance. I. 2. On a rock whose haughty brow, i« Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With...the poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair the different parts of the mountain in his time: see Itin. v. 45. Dyer. Ruins of Rome, p. 137: " as... | |
| 1854 - 226 sider
...cried Mortimer9, and couch'd his quivering lance On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With...Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's aweful voice beneath ! O'er thee, oh king! their... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 478 sider
...himself not excepted. I. 2. " On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of Woe, With haggard eyes the Poet...Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark how each giant-oak, and desert cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, 0 King ; their... | |
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