The Poetical Works of Thomas GrayFrederick Warne, 1859 - 124 стор. |
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... sound : Till the sad Nine , in Greece's evil hour , Left their Parnassus for the Latian plains . Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant Power , And coward Vice , that revels in her chains . When Latium had her lofty spirit lost , They ...
... sound : Till the sad Nine , in Greece's evil hour , Left their Parnassus for the Latian plains . Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant Power , And coward Vice , that revels in her chains . When Latium had her lofty spirit lost , They ...
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... sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array . ! N Poster 2 WI.PALMER S Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless.
... sounds that o'er the crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array . ! N Poster 2 WI.PALMER S Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless.
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... Oft woo'd the gleam of Cynthia silver - bright In cloisters dim , far from the haunts of Folly , With Freedom by my side , and soft - eyed Melancholy . " IV . RECITATIVE . But hark ! the portals sound Ode for Music . 31.
... Oft woo'd the gleam of Cynthia silver - bright In cloisters dim , far from the haunts of Folly , With Freedom by my side , and soft - eyed Melancholy . " IV . RECITATIVE . But hark ! the portals sound Ode for Music . 31.
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Thomas Gray. IV . RECITATIVE . But hark ! the portals sound , and pacing forth With solemn steps and slow , High potentates , and dames of royal birth , And mitred fathers in long order go : Great Edward , with the lilies on his brow ...
Thomas Gray. IV . RECITATIVE . But hark ! the portals sound , and pacing forth With solemn steps and slow , High potentates , and dames of royal birth , And mitred fathers in long order go : Great Edward , with the lilies on his brow ...
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... sound . PROPHETESS . What call unknown , what charms presume To break the quiet of the tomb ? Who thus afflicts my troubled sprite , And drags me from the realms of night ? Long on these mould'ring bones have beat The winter's snow ...
... sound . PROPHETESS . What call unknown , what charms presume To break the quiet of the tomb ? Who thus afflicts my troubled sprite , And drags me from the realms of night ? Long on these mould'ring bones have beat The winter's snow ...
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Agrippina appear arms Bards battle beneath bounds breath close College course danger death deep died distant divine dread Earl earth Edward eyes face fame fate fears fields fire flame flood flows force France gave gives golden grace Gray half hand head hear heart heav'n Henry honour hour Italy kind King land leave light living Lord means morn mother move Muse night o'er Odin pleasure poem poet pride PROPHETESS race raise reign repose rise rose round seen shade shore sight skies smile soft soon soul speed spirit spring stand steps stream sweet tear tell thee thou thought trembling vale verse voice warm waves weep whence winds wings written youth