 | 1830 - 504 стор.
...may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain ; He wrapp'd his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her t he myrtle showers, Its leaves by soft winds fann'd ; She faded 'midst Italian flowers — The last... | |
 | 1825 - 648 стор.
...none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dross it Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its leares, by soft winds fann'd, She faded 'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band. And parted... | |
 | 1826 - 438 стор.
...yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines ore dresVd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fait n VI, She faded 'mitl&t Italian flowers, The last of that bright band. And parted thus, they rest... | |
 | 1826 - 404 стор.
...southern vines are dresi'd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colors round his breast, ' On a blood red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the myrtle showers...fann'd, She faded 'midst Italian flowers, The last of lh at bright band. And parted thus they rest who play'd Beneath the same green tree, Whose voices mingled... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 стор.
...none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dresl, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...faded 'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright hand. And parted thus they rest, who play'd Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they... | |
 | 1828 - 398 стор.
...none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd Above the noble slain, He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...faded 'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright hand. And parted thus, they rest who play'd Beneath the same green tree, Whose voices mingled as they... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 292 стор.
...where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colours round his breast, Oil a blood-red field of Spain. And one — o'er her the...'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band. 1 And parted thus they rest, who p ay'd Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 340 стор.
...yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain: He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And one—o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd; She faded midst Italian flowers,—... | |
 | Charles Granville Gepp - 1830 - 194 стор.
...LXXX. (same continued). One sleeps where Southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain : He wjapp'd his colours round his breast On a blood-red field...'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band ! Stanza I. 1, 2. A third (hie) is-laid a hero, and amid heroes, towards the South (ad Austros), where... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 стор.
...sleeps where southern vines are dress 'd Above the noble slain, He wrapp'd his colours round his breast, And one — o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves,...'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band. parted thus, they rest who play'd eneath the same green tree, Whose And parte tus, ey rest wo pay Beneath... | |
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The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field... 
