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" And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast: There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground now sacred by thy relics made. "
The poetical works of Alexander Pope. With memoir, critical diss., and ... - 106. oldal
szerző: Alexander Pope - 1872
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Bell's Edition, 75-76. kötet

John Bell - 1796 - 524 oldal
...And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast: ' There shall the Morn her earliest tears bestow, 65 There the first roses of the year shall blow ; While...name, What once had beauty, titles, wealth, and fame. 7" How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot : A heap of dust...

The Monthly magazine, 52. kötet

Monthly literary register - 1821 - 678 oldal
...room, Nor hallow'd dh-gc b« muttered o'er thy tomb, Yet shall thy grave with rising flowers be drest, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast ; There...bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow.'' But there is no reason to insist further on a subject which so clearly elucidates itself, by a reference...

Mrs. Jordan, 2. kötet

James Boadan - 1800 - 380 oldal
...occasion, indeed, the original of the passage: " Yet shall thy grave with rising flowers be drest, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast: There...bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow." But I must turn to spirits of another sort — too bold for rebuff, and conversant with all the arts...

The Secretary, and Complete Letter Writer: Containing a Collection of ...

1803 - 268 oldal
...Yet shall thy grave with rising floy'ra be drest, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : ,j There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There...silver wings o'ershade The ground now sacred by thy reliques made." Young de M passed the night at the grare of Adelaide. Marianne followed him thither,...

The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections ..., 1. kötet

Alexander Pope - 1804 - 230 oldal
...dress'd, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, 65 There the first roses of the year shall blow, While...name, What once had beauty, titles, wealth, and fame. 70 How lov'd, how honour'd once avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust...

Poems on various subjects, selected by E. Tomkins

E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 oldal
...ashes grace, Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face; What though no sacred earth allow thee room, Kor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd o'er thy tomb ; Yet shall...o'ershade The ground, now sacred by thy relics made. How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thed Hot, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone...

Poétique anglaise, 3. kötet

Albin Joseph U. Hennet - 1806 - 458 oldal
...ashes grace, Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face ? "What though no sacred earth allow thee room , Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd o'er thy tomb ? Yet...of the year shall blow ; "While angels with their silwer wings o'ershade The ground now sacred by thy reliques made. So , peaceful rests, without a stone...

Poëmes ou morceaux détachés de differens auteurs anglais, traduits en vers ...

Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - 1806 - 456 oldal
...thy ashes grace, Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face ? "What'though no sacred earth allow thee room, Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd o'er thy tomb ? Yet...dress'd, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast i •-'There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow...

An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope. In Two Volumes, 1. kötet

Joseph Warton - 1806 - 420 oldal
...room, Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd o'er thy tomb, Yet shall thy grave with rising flowers be drest, And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast; There...bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow. If this ELEGY be so excellent, it may be ascribed to this cause, that the occasion of it was real ;...

The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, 1. kötet

Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 oldal
...tby ashes grace, Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face ? What thongh no sacred earth allow thee room, Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd o'er thy tomb ? Yet...peaceful rests, without a stone, a name, What once bad beauty, titles, wealth, and fame. How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related,...




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