tis the funeral trumpet's breath! 'Tis the dirge of death ! At once ten thousand drums begin With one long thunder-peal the ear assailing ; Ten thousand voices then join in, And with one deep and general din Pour their wild wailing. The song of praise... The Curse of Kehama - Page 2by Robert Southey - 1811 - 215 pagesFull view - About this book
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1811 - 562 pages
...the fragrant smoke in many a fold, Ascending floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy ! Hark ! 'tis the funeral...trumpet's tone, You hear no more the mourner's moan, Though the trumpet's breath, and the dirge of death, Mingle and swell the funeral yell. But rising... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1811 - 568 pages
...the fragrant smoke in many a fold, Ascending floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy! Hark ! 'tis the funeral...then join in, And with one deep and general din Pour tneir wild wailing. The song of praise is drown'd Amid that deafening sound ; You hear no more the... | |
| Robert Southey - 1829 - 806 pages
...hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy. Hark ! 't is the funeral trumpet's breath ! T is the dirge of death ! At once ten thousand drums begin,...trumpet's tone, You hear no more the mourner's moan, Though the trumpet's breath, and the dirge of death, Mingle and swell the funeral yell. But rising... | |
| Walter Scott - 1835 - 400 pages
...the fragrant smoke in many a fold, Ascending floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy! Hark . 'tis the funeral...And with one deep and general din Pour their wild vailing. The song of praise is drown'd Amid that deafening sound ; You hear no more the trumpet's tone.... | |
| Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 pages
...fragrant smoke in many a fold, Ascending, floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy. Hark ! 'tis the funeral...begin, With one long thunder-peal the ear assailing - f Ten thousand voices then join in, And with one deep and general din Pour their wild wailing. The... | |
| Walter Scott - 1838 - 1198 pages
...the fragrant smoke in many a fold, Ascending floats along the fiery sky, And hangcth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy ! Hark ! 'tis the funeral...deafening sound : You hear no more the trumpet's tone, \ MI hear no more the mourner's moan, Though the trumpets breath, and the dirge of death, Mingle and... | |
| Robert Southey - 1838 - 636 pages
...floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy. 3. Hark ! 't is the funeral trumpet's breath ! 'Tis the dirge of death...their wild wailing. The song of praise is drown'd Amid the deafening sound; You hear no more the trumpet's tone, You hear no more the mourner's moan, Though... | |
| Walter Scott - 1841 - 464 pages
...the fragrant smoke in many a fold, Ascending floats along the fiery sky, And haugeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy! Hark! 'tis the funeral trumpet's...their wild wailing. The song of praise is drown'd Amid ihat deafening sound; You hear no more the trumpet's tone, You hear no more the mourner's moan, Though... | |
| 1842 - 480 pages
...the fragrant smoke in many a fold Ascending, floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy. Hark! 'tis the funeral trumpet's...trumpet's tone, You hear no more the mourner's moan, Though the trumpet's breath, and the dirge of death, Mingle and swell the funeral yell. But rising... | |
| Robert Southey - 1860 - 338 pages
...fold Ascending, floats along the fiery sky, And hangeth visible on high, A dark and waving canopy! 3. Hark! 'tis the funeral trumpet's breath ! 'Tis the...din Pour their wild wailing. The song of praise is drowned Amid the deafening sound : You hear no more the trumpet's tone, You hear no more the mourner's... | |
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