 ROSE AYLMER AH, WHAT avails the sceptred race! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee.  Calendar - 513. oldalszerző: University of Calcutta - 1908Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 734 oldal
...curiosity respecting their author. A name in his first poem, and the following lines in his second, " Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form divine ! What, every virtue, every grace! For, Ay liner, all were thine," presented but a delusive clue to our critical sagacity. In the third,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...grave, I pray you set One primrose or one violet. . . . Stay ... I can wait a little yet ROSE AYLMER. AH, what avails the sceptred race ? Ah, what the form divine ? What every virtue, every grace ? Rose Ayliner, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep but never see, A night of memories... | |
 | 1892 - 890 oldal
...tones his own exquisite lines : — Ah, what avails the sceptred race ! Ah, what the form divine 1 What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all...eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and sighs I consecrate to thee. The effect of the resonant pathos of his melodious voice, together with... | |
 | 1874 - 804 oldal
...ours will deal himself a like fatal blow, that we give the poem here. ROSE AYLMER. Ah, what av.iila the sceptred race ! Ah, what the form divine! What...virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. liose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never See, A night of memories and of sighs 1 conseerate... | |
 | Frederick Locker- Lampson - 1867 - 428 oldal
...sigh'd upon innocent lips, Which had never been sigh'd on by any but mine ! " Thomas Moore. cccxv1. AH ! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. Walter S. Landor. cccxvn. AN ITALIAN SONG. DEAR is my little native vale, The ringdove builds and murmurs... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 oldal
...universe defy To quench his immortality, Or shake his trust in God ! So Thomas Campbell. CCLI ROSE AYLMER. Ah! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the form...all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes 5 May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. Walter Savage Landor.... | |
 | John Forster - 1869 - 560 oldal
...a very tender sentiment, went shortly afierwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avails the sceptred race, Ah, what the form...Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful e>es May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee." The deep and... | |
 | John Forster - 1869 - 726 oldal
...a very tender sentiment, went shortly afterwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avails the sceptred race, Ah, what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace 1 Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep but never see, A night... | |
 | John Forster - 1869 - 558 oldal
...a very tender sentiment, went shortly afterwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avails the sceptred race, Ah, what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Hose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night... | |
 | John Forster - 1869 - 716 oldal
...sentiment, went shortly afterwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avail» the sceptred race, Ah, what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Kose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes Мну weep but never see, A night... | |
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