 How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is...  Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson - الصفحة 159بواسطة Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 772عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Collins - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 104
...ode, and this turn of it.• When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mold, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's...their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is snng ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey. To bless the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall... | |
 | William Collins, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas, Sir Egerton Brydges, John Langhorne - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...country's wishes bless'd ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet...the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY. STROPHE. O THOU, who sitst a smiling... | |
 | John Evans - 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...no urnaH gratification. When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's...forms unseen their dirge is sung ! There HONOUR comes, af rilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And FREEDOM shall awhile repair To dwell... | |
 | 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 510
...country's wishes blest ! When spring with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than fancy's feet...rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; — And freedom shall awhile... | |
 | Joseph Brown Ladd, W. B. Chittenden - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 252
...country's wishes blest : When spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than fancy's feet...rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There, honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall a while repair,... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 348
...country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet...the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall a while repair To dwell, a weeping hermit there." COLLINS. Again ; what a quantity of thought is here... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 368
...When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress o sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. " By...the turf that wraps their, clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair To dwell, a weeping hermit there." COLLINS. Again ; what a quantity of thought is here... | |
 | Sir William Hoste (1st bart), Lady Harriet Walpole Hoste - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 348
...country's wishes blest; When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than fancy's...their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit... | |
 | Sir William Hoste (1st Bart.) - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...country's wishes blest; When Spring, with dewy fingers cold. Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than fancy's...their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 528
...hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. " By Fairy-hands their knell is rung-, By Forms unseen their dirge...bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom dial! a while repair To dwell, a weeping hermit, there." COLLINS. Again ; what a quantity of thought... | |
| |
