 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 oldal
...speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. XI. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. XII. They died — ay, they... | |
 | 1828 - 814 oldal
...speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. xr. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved— but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. in. They died — ay they... | |
 | 1832 - 548 oldal
...But it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved— but their story we connot unfuld. They scorned— but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved— but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joyed— but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died— ay, they died... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...scorned, — but the heart of the haughty is cold ; They grieved, — but no wail from their slumbers will come; They joyed, — but the tongue of their gladness is dumb. They died, — ah! they died; — we, things that are now, That walk on the turf that lies over their brow, And... | |
 | Samuel Gover Winchester - 1833 - 156 oldal
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — ay, they died... | |
 | Alexander Campbell, Charles Louis Loos - 1838 - 584 oldal
...cling; But it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved, but the story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold; They grieved, but no wail from their slumbers will come; They joy'd, but the tongue of their gladness is dumb. ТЬш died!— ah! they... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 oldal
...the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold, They scorn'd — but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joy'd — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — ay, they died... | |
 | William Knox - 1847 - 240 oldal
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold ; They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may come ; They joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — ay, they... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 oldal
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold, They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold, They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may come, They joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — ay, they died... | |
 | J Byres Laing - 1852 - 44 oldal
...it speeds from the earth like a bird on the wing. They loved — but their story we cannot unfold ; They scorned — but the heart of the haughty is cold; They grieved — but no wail from their slumbers may come; They joyed — but the voice of their gladness is dumb. They died — aye, they... | |
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They loved, but the story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold; They grieved, but no wail from their slumber will come; They joyed, but the tongue of their gladness is dumb. 
