 Slave of the mine, thy yellow light Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear. A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widowed heart to cheer : Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine : Her fond heart throbs with many a...  Poems and Ballads - Стр. 289авторы: John Leyden, Walter Scott - 1858 - Страниц: 394Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1849 - Страниц: 612
...time. Far from my sacred natal clime, 1 htste to an untimely grave ; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of...Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear : A gentle vision comee by night My lonely widowed heart to cheer ; Her eyea are dim with many a tear That once were... | |
 | 1849 - Страниц: 668
...perished bliss of youth's first prime. That once RO bright on fancy playea, Revives no more in after time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave ; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful... | |
 | Charles Caleb Colton - 1849 - Страниц: 524
...no more in aftertime. L The daring thoughts, that soar'd sublime, Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave; wit:—' Vervecum tu patria, crassoque sub acre nasct ingenium.'* If, indeed, any inferior power can... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - Страниц: 764
...The perished bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy played, Retires no more in ore on Murder's lurid face The insatiate hag shall gloat with drunken eye! Manes of the unnumbered soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern ware. Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1852 - Страниц: 236
...first prime, That once so bright on fancy play'd, Hevives no more in after-time. Far from my saered natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave ; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful... | |
 | 1854 - Страниц: 608
...perished bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy played, Eevives no more in after time. Far from my sacred natal clime I haste to an untimely grave; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine, thy yellow light Gleams baleful... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - Страниц: 490
...The perish'd bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on Fancy play'd, Revives no more in after-time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave ; The darling thoughts that soar'd sublime Are sunk in ocean's sou'hern wave. Slave of the mine ! thy yellow... | |
 | Scotland. [Appendix. - Miscellaneous.] - 1856 - Страниц: 602
...perished bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy played, Revives no more in after time. Far from my sacred natal clime I haste to an untimely grave; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine, thy yellow light Gleams baleful... | |
 | Charles Northend - 1856 - Страниц: 276
...perished bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy played, Revives no more in after time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave ; The daring thoughts, that soared sublime. Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - Страниц: 436
...perish'd bliss of youth's first prime, That once so bright on fancy play'd, Revives no more in after time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely...Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful on the tomb-fire drear — A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widow'd heart to cheer ; Her eyes... | |
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