 | Robert Dodsley - 1765 - 412 стор.
...afford " A tear to grace his obfequies. " Is the fable Warriour fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. *' The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, " Gone to falute the rifmg Morn. " Fair laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blows, " While proudly... | |
 | Collection - 1765 - 418 стор.
...afford " A tear to grace his obfequies. ' ** Is the fable Warriour fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, *' Gone to falute the rifing Morn.- . • " Fair laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blows, " While... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1768 - 140 стор.
...moments by bis Courtiers apd his Miftrefs. " Is the fable * Warriour fl<M? " Thy fon is gone.. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? *' Gone to falute the rifmg Morn. " Fair x laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blows, " While proudly... | |
 | T AGERTON - 1794 - 390 стор.
...afford 6> " A tear to grace his obfequies. " Is the fable n Warrior fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born? " Gone to falute the rifing Morn. 70 «* Fair • laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blow*, " While... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 стор.
...pitying heart, no eye, afford 4' A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable Warrior fled (x) ? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were " born? " Gone to salute the rising Morn. " Fair laughs the Morn (y), and soft the Zephyr " blows [7], " While... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 стор.
...pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable Warrior fled (x) ? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were " born? " Gone to salute the rising Morn. " Fair laughs the Morn (y), and soft the Zephyr "blows [17], " While... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 стор.
...No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable Warrior fled .r? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? " Gone to salute the rising Morn. " Fair laughs the Morn y, and soft the Zephyr " blows, [17] " While... | |
 | Richard Payne Knight - 1805 - 512 стор.
...behind. Mighty victor, mighty lord Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding... | |
 | 1805 - 420 стор.
...year before his father, Edward III. Hence these lines of *RAT in hi> inimitable ode, " the Bard." " Is the sable warrior fled ? • •• • " Thy son is gone, he rests among the dead." If. 2. See Hume, and Stow's chron. com in. by Howe. wedge. One soldier was followed by two, they by... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 стор.
...Hes§! " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies ! " Ts the sable warrior|l fled? " Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. " The swarm that in thy noontide beam were born> " Gone to salute the rising morn: " Fair laughs the mornlT, and soft the zephyr blows, " While proudly... | |
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Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm, Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway... 
