The Poetical Works of Thomas GrayAnson D. F. Randolph & Company, 1884 - 124 стор. |
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... thee , O King ! their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more , since Cambria's fatal day , To high - born Hoel's harp , or soft Llewellyn's lay . I. 3 . " Cold is Cadwallo's tongue , That ...
... thee , O King ! their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more , since Cambria's fatal day , To high - born Hoel's harp , or soft Llewellyn's lay . I. 3 . " Cold is Cadwallo's tongue , That ...
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... thee call The gilded swarm that wantons in the sunshine Of thy full favour ; Seneca be there In gorgeous phrase of labour'd eloquence To dress thy plea , and Burrhus strengthen it With his plain soldier's oath , and honest seeming ...
... thee call The gilded swarm that wantons in the sunshine Of thy full favour ; Seneca be there In gorgeous phrase of labour'd eloquence To dress thy plea , and Burrhus strengthen it With his plain soldier's oath , and honest seeming ...
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Thomas Gray. Against thee , liberty and Agrippina : The world , the prize ; and fair befall the victors . But soft ! why do I waste the fruitless hours In threats unexecuted ? Haste thee , fly These hated walls that seem to mock my shame ...
Thomas Gray. Against thee , liberty and Agrippina : The world , the prize ; and fair befall the victors . But soft ! why do I waste the fruitless hours In threats unexecuted ? Haste thee , fly These hated walls that seem to mock my shame ...
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AGRIP Agrippina Anicetus Bards beneath breast breath brood brow climes College dauntless death distant divine dread Earl Edda Edward Eirin Elegy Eolian EPITAPH ETON COLLEGE eyes fame fate fears fire flame flood FRAGMENT glade glittering glow golden golden reign grace Gray Gray's hail hand Hauberk head hear heart heav'n Henry the Sixth honour Horace Walpole horror hurl'd John Penn Jove king lady lap was Nature's Lord Lord of War lyre Margaret of Anjou morn mother Muse Nature's Darling laid ne'er Nero night o'er ODIN Otho passion Pindar pleasure poem poet Poppaa pride PROPHETESS race reign repose round shade shame SIR WILLIAM WILLIAMS skies smile soft solemn soul spring steep sweet Taliessin tear thee THOMAS GRAY thou thro thy green lap trembling vale verse voice warblings wat'ry wave weave weep whence wing youth