 ... curtain fall Upon the stage of men. Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again: Its piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe; Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the...  Spirit of the English Magazines - Сторінка 1031824Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1823 - 592 стор.
...'d in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1824 - 176 стор.
...Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle 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, To see thou shall; not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,The majesty of Darkness shall Receive... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1824 - 176 стор.
...Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle 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, To see thou shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of Darkness shall... | |
 | 1825 - 588 стор.
...in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown iii battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ;...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... | |
 | Amédée Pichot - 1825 - 510 стор.
...abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by 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,...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 - 600 стор.
...Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I um wenry in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of ull sumless agonies, Behold not me expire, My lips that...dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and gurgling breattt To see thou shall not boast. Tbe eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, Tbe majesty of Dnrkne-s... | |
 | 1826 - 488 стор.
...in Disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. ' Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire : — Test of all sunless agonies, Behold not me expire. JMy lips that speak thy dirge of death, Their rounded gasp and... | |
 | 1827 - 510 стор.
...Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in hattle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ;...agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak lhy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse... | |
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