The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No ! it shall live again,... American Monthly Knickerbocker - الصفحة 301المحررون: - 1854عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 494
...by the sword, Like gnu beneath the scythe. Ks n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire....my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, SUM, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No... | |
| 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 592
...in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all suinless agonies, Behold not me expire. My tips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp...my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No... | |
| Martin MacDermot - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 602
...by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. E'en I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire....my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No !... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 176
...beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, To see thou shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature...parting ghost ! . ,: This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 176
...Test of all sumless agonies, To see thou shall; not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,The majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No... | |
| Amédée Pichot - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 510
...the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. " Ev'n I am weary in yon skiet To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire....death— Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see tin m shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of Darkness shall Receive... | |
| 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 588
...by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire....speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and girgling breath 1835. Campbell'* Theodrk, and otttcr Poems. 285 To see tfiou shalt not bor.ft. The... | |
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