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" Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. "
Literary and Historical Memorials of London - الصفحة 279
بواسطة John Heneage Jesse - 1847
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Churchill, 1764, to Johnson, 1784

Thomas Campbell - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 498
...wait! " Amazement in his van, with Flight combin'd ; " And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. " Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, " Low on his funeral couch...heart, no eye afford " A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable warrior fled ? . " Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. " The swarm, that in the...

Poems and Letters of Thomas Gray: With Memoirs of His Life and Writings

Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 548
...Flight combin'd, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. II. 2. " Mighty victor, mighty lord, 1 Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable T warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noon-tide...

The romance of the forest, by the authoress of 'A Sicilian romance'.

Ann Radcliffe - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 258
...it should torture him with false hope, now hastened to him with this comfortable news. CHAPTER XXIT. Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. OKAY. Ow learning the purport of Madame De la Motte* letter, Adeline saw the necessity of her immediate...

The British Novelists: With an Essay, and Prefaces ..., المجلد 44،الجزء 2

1820 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...hope, now hastened to him with this comfortable news. CHAPTER XXIL I1OW on his funeral couch he lit* ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. On learning the purport of Madame De la Motte'a letter, Adeline saw the necessity of her immediate...

Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical ..., المجلد 8

John Aikin - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 358
...France. Amazement in his van, with Flight combin'd ; And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. " ' Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch...heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior f fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in the noon-tide...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray

Thomas Gray - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 196
...Castle. Ter. 57. She-wolf of France] Isabel of France, Edward the Second's adulterous queen. II. 2. " Mighty victor, mighty lord! Low on his funeral couch...heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior lied ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, thai in thy noontide...

The Poems of Thomas Gray: Embellished with Engravings from the Designs of ...

Thomas Gray - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...adulterous queen. Ver. 60. . The scourge of Heav'n] Triumphs of Edward the Third in France. If. 2. " Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch...heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide...

The Works of Alexander Pope, المجلد 1

Alexander Pope - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...Edward III. born here. P. In what an exquisite strain does Gray speak of this monarch ! and his son ! Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch...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...

The Works of Alexander Pope, المجلد 1

Alexander Pope - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 426
...Edward III. born here. P. In what an exquisite strain does Gray speak of this monarch ! and his son ! Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch...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...

The Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

1822 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude] behind. II — 2. " Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his fun'ral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide...




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