The Poetical Works of Thomas GraySever and Francis, 1859 - 124 стор. |
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... beneath ! O'er 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 ...
... beneath ! O'er 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 ...
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... Beneath those rugged elms , that yew - tree's shade , Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap , Each in his narrow cell forever laid , The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep . The breezy call of incense - breathing morn , The ...
... Beneath those rugged elms , that yew - tree's shade , Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap , Each in his narrow cell forever laid , The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep . The breezy call of incense - breathing morn , The ...
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... beneath the eye of day ? Need we the influence of the northern star To string our nerves and steel our hearts to war ? And , where the face of nature laughs around , Must sick'ning virtue fly the tainted ground ? Unmanly thought ! what ...
... beneath the eye of day ? Need we the influence of the northern star To string our nerves and steel our hearts to war ? And , where the face of nature laughs around , Must sick'ning virtue fly the tainted ground ? Unmanly thought ! what ...
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ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE | 7 |
THE PROGRESS OF POESY | 15 |
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AGRIP Agrippina ancient pile Anicetus Antium ASTOR Baiæ Bards beneath breast breath brood brow Caernarvonshire climes dauntless death distant divine dreadful Earl Edward Eirin Elegy EPITAPH ETON COLLEGE eyes fame fate fears fire flame flood glittering glow golden golden reign grace Gray Gray's hail hand head heart heav'n Henry the Sixth honor Horace Walpole horror hurl'd John Penn Jove king lady lap was Nature's LENOX LONG STORY Lord Lord of War lyre morn mother Muse Nature's Darling laid Nero night o'er ODIN Otho passion pile of building Pindar pleasure poem poet Poppæa pride PROPHETESS race reign repose round shade 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 wave weave weep whence wing YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY youth