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" Edward, lo! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) Half of thy heart we consecrate. (The web is wove. The work is done.) Stay, oh stay! "
Half hours of English history, selected and illustr. by C. Knight - 8. oldal
szerző: English history - 1851
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray LL.B., Late Professor of Modern Languages ...

Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 oldal
...sudden fate " (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) " Half of thy heart we consecrate (h). " (The web is wove. The work is done.") " Stay, oh stay!...forlorn " Leave me unbless'd, unpitied, here to mourn : (f) the rose of snow, &c. The while and red rotes, devices of York and Lancaster. (g) The bristled...

The Poetical Works: Of Thomas Gray, ... with Some Account of His Life and ...

Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 oldal
...sudden fate " (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) " Half of thy heart we consecrate (h). " (The web is wove. The work is done.") '' Stay, oh stay!...forlorn " Leave me unbless'd, unpitied, here to mourn: ff) the rose of snow, &c. The white and red roses, devices of York and Lancaster. (g) The bristled...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray

Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 oldal
...sudden fate " (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) " Half of thy heart we consecrate h. " (The web is wove. The work is done.") " Stay, oh stay !...forlorn " Leave me unbless'd, unpitied, here to mourn : f the roue of snow, &c. The white and rfl roses, devices of York and Laj caster. g The bristled boar...

Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 oldal
...unhless'd, unpity'd here to mourn, * In yon bright tract, that fires the western skies, ' They mctt, they vanish from my eyes. ' But oh ! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height, * Descending slow, their glitt'riag skirts unrol! ' Visions of glory! spare my aching sight, * Ye unborn ages crowd not on my...

The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems, and Correspondence ..., 1. kötet

Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 oldal
...sudden fate " (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) " § Half of thy heart we consecrate. " (The web is wove. The work is done.") ' Stay, oh stay ! nor thus forlorn ' Leave me unbless'd, unpiticd, here to mourn : ' In yon bright track, that fires the western skies, ' They melt, they vanish...

The Muses' Bower,: Embellished with the Beauties of English Poetry, 1. kötet

English poetry - 1809 - 302 oldal
...sudden fate '' (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) " Half of thy heart|| we consecrate. " (The web is wove. The work is done.)" ' Stay, oh stay !...height ' Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? * Henry the Sixth, very near being canonized. The line of Lancaster had no right of inheritance to...

Elegant Extracts, 1-2. kötet

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 oldal
...forlorn, ' Leave me un blest, unpitied, here to mnurn : ' In yon bright track, thattirfsthewesternskies, ' They melt, they vanish from my eyes. ' But oh ! what...scenes on Snowdon's • height ' Descending slow their glitt'ring skirts unroll? ' Visions of glory, spare my aching sight ! ' Ye unborn ages, crowd not on...

Specimens of the British poets, 2. kötet

British poets - 1809 - 526 oldal
...lo ! to sndden fate (Weave we the woof; the thread is spun) Half of thy heart we consecrate ; (The web is wove ; the work is done.") ' Stay, oh stay ! nor thus forlorn Leave me unbless'd, unpity'd here to mourn. In yon bright tract, that fires the western skies, They melt, they vanish from...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Mallet, Akenside ...

Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 622 oldal
...lo ! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) Half of thy heart we consecrate ". (The web is wove. The work is done.)' Stay, oh stay ! nor...height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll Î Visions of glory, spare my aching sight Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul ! No more our long-lost...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, 14. kötet

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 622 oldal
...! to sudden fate (Weave we the wuof. The thread is spun.) Half of thy heart we consecrate »7. (The e, and prove it fiction all. In character of low and...mould, Where Nature's coarsest features we behold, Whe ynn bright track, that fires the western skies, They mult, they vanish from my eyes. But oh ! what...




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