 How sleep the brave, who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung;...  A physician's tale - Стр. 21авторы: Heberden Milford - 1854Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Mowbray Walter Morris - 1882
...fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell, a weeping hermit, there ! W. Collins. THE AFFLICTION OF... | |
 | English Lyrics - 1883 - Страниц: 296
...Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! CXXVI. ON FIDELE, SUPPOSED TO... | |
 | Alfonzo Gardiner - 1884
...Parse the words in italics. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there. — (W. Collins.) Ex. 2. Paraphrase... | |
 | John Frost - 1887 - Страниц: 175
...feet have ever trod ! By fairy forms their dirge is sung — By hands unseen their knell is rungThere Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their ciayAnd Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there 1 THE END. GERMANY SEEN WITHOUT... | |
 | 1890 - Страниц: 296
...Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! CXXVI. ON FIDELE, SUPPOSED TO... | |
 | Emile Montégut - 1891 - Страниц: 337
...charme de cette poésie : By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And freedom shall awhile repair To dwell, a weeping hermit, there! J'ai dit que Collins s'était parfois... | |
 | William Andrews - 1892 - Страниц: 256
...Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall a while repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there." The old life becomes more definite,... | |
 | John Christie - 1892 - Страниц: 219
...for their fatherland. " ' By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell, a weeping hermit, there.' " Listen to that audacious air... | |
 | Robert Frederick Brewer - 1893 - Страниц: 376
...the cy | press tree. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; Scott. There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair, And dwell, a weeping hermit there. Collins. Some have been beaten... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1895
...fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell, a weeping hermit, there ! ODE TO EVENING. If aught of oaten... | |
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