 | 1834 - 480 pages
...song Made huge Plinlimmon bow his cloud-topped head, 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, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries. No more I weep, they do not sleep, On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | Isaac Disraeli - 1834 - 394 pages
...though copied from Dryden, " Far as the SOLAR WALK, or milky way." Gray has in his " Bard," " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart." Gray himself points out the imitation in Shakspeare, of the latter image ; but it is curious to observe... | |
 | Isaac Disraeli, Jsaac D'Jsraeli - 1835 - 524 pages
...Dryden, ' Far as the solar walk, or milky way.* Gray has in his ' Bard* ' Dear na the liirht that visit-* these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.* Gray himself points out the imitation in Shakspeare, of the latter image ; but it is curious to observe... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - 534 pages
...sail ; The famished 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, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries No more I weep. They do not sleep. (1) ["One of the greatest... | |
 | Charlotte Elizabeth - 1838 - 452 pages
...has become the grave of that ' dear lost companion,' who, from earliest babyhood was to me, ' Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.' and you know that a pilgrimage of sorrowing affection to that spot had been for years the object of... | |
 | Charlotte Elizabeth - 1838 - 462 pages
...has become the grave of that ' dear lost companion,' who, from earliest babyhood was to me, ' Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.' and you know that a pilgrimage of sorrowing affection to that spot had been for years the object of... | |
 | Margaret Richardson - 1839 - 236 pages
...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'd my heart, Ye died amidst your dying Country's cries. No more I weep ; they do not sleep. On... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 pages
...ln/~\ Camden and others observe, that eagles used annuDear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly... | |
 | 1842 - 1212 pages
...Bard of Gray, to whom we must listen for a moment : " 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, — Ye died amid your dying country's cries." After this bold apostrophe, the Bard, entranced by the... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 324 pages
...sail ; The famish'U eagle t 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. Ye died amidst your dying country's cries No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly... | |
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Far, far aloof th' 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, Ye died amidst your dying country's... 
