 | Robert Dodsley - 1765 - 412 стор.
...and pafies by. * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * Dear, as the light, that vifits thefe fad eyes, * Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, * Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — * No more I weep. They do not fleep. * On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Collection - 1765 - 418 стор.
...and pafles by. * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear, as the light, that vifits thefe fad eyes, * Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — * No more I weep. They do not fleep. * On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1768 - 142 стор.
...PINDARIC ODE. 59 ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * || Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, * || Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my [heart, ' Ye died amidfl your dying country's cries— * No more I weep. They do not fleep. f On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1770 - 136 стор.
...by Ray.] Dear * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * p Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, * Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, * Ye died am id ft your dying country's cries — * No more I weep. They do not flecp. ' On yonder cliffs, a... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1778 - 182 стор.
...and pafles by, ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear J, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — * The mores of Cacrnarvonfhire oppofitc to the ifle ef Anglefey.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 456 стор.
...publiflied by Kay.] ' Dear loft companions of'my tuneful art, ' * Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, • Dear, as. the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying.country's cries — • No more I weep. They do not fteep. • On yondeb'clirFs,... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1782 - 410 стор.
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 | Thomas Gray - 1786 - 210 стор.
...paffes by. ' Dear Ipft companions of my tuneful art, * ,t>ear,, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — ' No more I weep. They do not fleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 372 стор.
...Ray.] P 3 " Dear * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * * Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — « No more I weep. They do not fleep. * On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 стор.
...and palles by. ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful arr, ' Dear, as the light that vilits thcfc fad eyes ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidlt your dying country's cries — ' No more I weep. They do not llctp. ' On yonder clifi», a griily... | |
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Far, far aloof the affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart... 
