 | Thomas Gray - 1837 - 84 頁
...amidst your dying country's cries ! No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet ! Avengers of their...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. IV. EAVE the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race : Give ample room, and verge... | |
 | Robert Plumer Ward - 1838 - 660 頁
...huge Plenlimmon bow his cloud top't head." " These do not sleep, " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit; they linger yet, " Avengers of their...dreadful harmony they join, " And weave with bloody bands the tissue of thy line." To be sure, the gracious and youthful being who now represents this... | |
 | Margaret Richardson - 1839 - 236 頁
...amidst your dying Country's cries. No more I weep ; they do not sleep. On yonder cliffs a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their...weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line." GRAY'S BARD. Ah ! where are now the minstrels gone, Who sung the song, of days gone by ? In many a... | |
 | Brandon Turner - 1840 - 258 頁
...imagination as actually before his eyes and present to his senses ; as, " On yonder cliffs a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Gray. VIII. Apostrophe is a turning from the regular course of the subject into an animated address... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 頁
...amidst your dying country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. n. 1. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 頁
...your dying country's cries— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, • wjzkz ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, aud verge... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 頁
...your dying country's cries — No more I weep ! They do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their...And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. n. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race : Give ample room, and... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1844 - 846 頁
...your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band,I " Weave the warp, and weave the roof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and verge... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 頁
...your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly baud, thj line.' ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room,... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 324 頁
...your dying country's cries • No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grtesly hand., I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their...native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, AndJ weave with hloody hands the tissue of thy line/ • The shore* of Caernar?on*hire opposiie to... | |
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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 band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ; With me in dreadful harmony... 
