 | sir Archibald Alison (1st bart.) - 1843 - 882 стор.
...spectacle ; hardly a day elapses in which a hundred vessels do * Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cnp shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar. Let us think of them that sleep, Full many... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 стор.
...and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away ! Now joy, old England, raise, For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze,...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With... | |
 | 1849 - 608 стор.
...lines expressive of what Schiller, or one of his translators, calls " the fancifulness of despair."* " Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore. " Soft sigh the winds of Heaven o'er their grave ! While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's... | |
 | Charles William Everest - 1844 - 480 стор.
...mentioned in the sixth chapter of the second volume of " The Pilot," by the author of " The Pioneers." " Let us think of them that sleep Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore." Thy cruise is over now, Thou art anchored by the shore, And never more shalt thou Hear the storm around... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 стор.
...joy, old England raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar,...fathom deep. By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of Fame that died, With... | |
 | Elizabeth Caroline Grey - 1845 - 958 стор.
...such love as mine and Ernest's?" CHAPTER IX. " He spoke of rictory Now joy old England raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities blaze, While the wine cup shines in light 1" CAMPBELL, IT was now that poor Francesca began to teel the real agony of mind doomed ever to be... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...joy, old England raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar,...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of Fame that died, With... | |
 | Thomas Flanagan - 1847 - 996 стор.
...crews, at England's feet, And make submission meet To our king. " Now joy, Old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze,...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore. 842 BATTLE OF ALEXANDRIA. — SURRENDER OF THE FRENCH. ancient walls of a Roman villa ; in their front... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 стор.
...joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet, amidst that joy and uproar,...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore. Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died ; —... | |
 | John Gardiner Calkins Brainard - 1847 - 248 стор.
...a rustling branch is left behind, To fan her wakeless dream. MR. MERRY'S LAMENT FOR "LONG TOM.'" '* Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By the wild and stormy steep, Elsinore." THY cruise is over now, Thou art anchored by the shore, And never... | |
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By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore... 
