 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm, Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway...  The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray - Stran 46avtor: Thomas Gray - 1851 - 223 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | William Chauncey Fowler - 1851 - 1502 strani
...drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed ! MILKAN. 11. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests...among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam was born 1 Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | English history - 1851 - 706 strani
...lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, affords A tear to grace his obsequies. . Is the sable warrior fled 1 Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were born } Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 strani
..." ' Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding... | |
 | William Collins, Thomas Gray - 1852 - 332 strani
...pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable §Warrior fled ? Thy sun is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were bornf Gone to salute the rising Morn. [[Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 570 strani
...Poictiers. No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? l Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beams were born, Gone to salute the rising Morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr blows, While... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1853 - 384 strani
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...couplet with similar imagery, vol. i. p. 254: " He walks ahout the perishing nation, Ruin behind him stalks, and empty desolation. " And Oldham in his Ode to... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1853 - 200 strani
...lies !' No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ?2 Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows.2 While proudly riding... | |
 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1854 - 460 strani
...victor ! mighty lord ! •' Low on his funeral couch he lies ; " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable warrior...dead. " The swarm that in thy noon-tide beam were born — " Gone to salute the rising morn. " Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, " While, proudly... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 strani
...2. " Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch ho lies!' No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable Warrior fled ?"' Thy son is gone. Ho rests among the dead. The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising... | |
 | 1854 - 226 strani
...couch he lies 5 ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior5 fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in the noon-tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising Morn. Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr... | |
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