 | Andrew Lang - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 816
...Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell ; Hark ! now I hear them— Ding, Dong, Bell. SHAKESPEARE. ROSE AYLMER AH ! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the form...virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Bose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate... | |
 | John Fletcher Hurst - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...Rose in far-off Calcutta was a great blow to Landor. Here is only a part of his famous elegy : " Ah, what avails the sceptred race ? Ah, what the form...every virtue, every grace ? Rose Aylmer, all were thiue. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes Hay weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs... | |
 | John Fletcher Hurst - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 846
...Rose in far-off Calcutta was a great blow to Landor. Here is only a part of his famous elegy : "Ah, what avails the sceptred race? Ah, what the form divine ? What every virtue, every grace ? Rose Ayhner, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories... | |
 | Andrew Lang - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 384
...strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell ; Hark ! now I hear them— Ding, Dong, Bell. ROSS AYLMER AH ! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Bose Aylmer, all were thine. •••^PP??3sP^ Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1891 - عدد الصفحات: 1190
...Sailor's Coneolation. WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR. 1775-1804. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakefnl eyes May weep, hat never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. EOte Aglmer. Wearers of rings and chains ! Pray do not take the pains To set me right. In vain my fanlts... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...and art in recognition of the unavailability of all that is rarest and most lustrous : • — " Ah, what avails the sceptred race ! Ah, what the form...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee." — Of memories and of sighs, yet not of pain, for such vigils have a rapture of their own. The perished... | |
 | William Ralph Hall Caine - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...the palace of the Sun. Will they be as bright again ? Not if kiss'd by other men. Rose Aylmer AH ! what avails the sceptred race ? Ah ! what the form...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. Feathers THERE falls with every wedding chime A feather from the wing of Time. You pick it up, and... | |
 | Andrew Lang - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell ; Hark ! now I hear them — Ding, Dong, Bell. Rose Aylmer AH ! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the form...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. LANDOR. Song WHO is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair and wise is... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...unavailability of all that is rarest and most lustrous : — " Ah, what avails the sceptred race I Ah, what the form divine ! What every virtue, every...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee." — Of memories and of sighs, yet not of pain, for such vigils have a rapture of their own. The perished... | |
 | Cornelia A. H. Crosse - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...broken at length by Landor breathing forth in low but distinct tones his own exquisite lines — " Ah, what avails the sceptred race ! Ah, what the form...eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and sighs I consecrate to thee." The effect of the resonant pathos of his melodious voice, together with... | |
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ROSE AYLMER AH, WHAT avails the sceptred race! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. 
