 twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still...  Blackwood's Magazine - 148. oldal1825Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | New Church gen. confer - 640 oldal
...rule and die for nothing. When mere conquerors and man-slayers are forgotten, Boadicea will remain one of " The dead but sceptred sovereigns who still rule Our spirits from their urns." 1 The period in English history richest of all in martial feminine characters is that in which they... | |
 | 1817 - 694 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old !— The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twas such anight! Tu strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest... | |
 | 1817 - 708 oldal
...tilltheplace Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. 'Twas such a night t "Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take... | |
 | 1817 - 522 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent wotship of the great of old I—- The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.—" (P. 68, 69.) We trust we have done justice to this little poem, which, as a drama, or as a whole, we... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 98 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — "Pis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts take wildest flight... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — • 'Twas such a night ! Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1819 - 88 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night ! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time ; But I have found our thoughts... | |
 | 1821 - 818 oldal
..." 'Till the place Became Religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! The dead, but sceptred, Sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns." Afanfrcd. But to return to Pope. — The question no longer is, as Johnson tells us it once was, "... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 oldal
...till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. — 'Twas such a night! 'Tis strange that I recall it at this time; But I have found our thoughts take... | |
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