 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 oldal
...clay! — " Into these glassy eyes put light, — Be still ! keep down thine ire, — Bid these cold lips a blessing speak: — This earth is not my sire!...His dust Be mountains on thy head!" He loosed the rein; his slack hand fell! Upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look, — Then turn'd... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 oldal
...clay ! 2F " Into these glassy eyes put light — Be still ! keep down thine ire — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — This earth is not my sire...king? — His dust Be mountains on thy head ! " He loos'd the steed ; his slack hand fell, — Upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, troubled look,... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans, Reginald Heber - 1833 - 526 oldal
...cold clay ! " Into these glassy eyes put light,— be still! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me hack him for whom 1 strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thou canst not — and a king ? — Hi»... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1834 - 512 oldal
...clay ! " Into these glassy eyes put light, — be still ! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire...blood was shed, — Thou canst not — and a king 1 — His dust be mountains on thy head !" He loosed the steed ; his slack hand fell, — upon the... | |
 | 1836 - 362 oldal
...strove, for whom mr blood was shed — Thou canst not? — and a king! — his dost be mountains on thr head !" He loosed the steed. — his slack hand fell...silent face He cast one long, deep troubled look, then turned from that sad place — Hi* hope was crushed, his after-fate untold in martial strain — His... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1836 - 472 oldal
...clay ! " Into these glassy eyes put light, — be still ! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire ! Give me back him for whom 1 strove, for whom my blood was shed, — Thou canst not — and a king? — His dust be mountains... | |
 | 1838 - 332 oldal
...light — be still 1 keep down thine ire — Bid these white liflB a blessing speak — this earth i» not my sire — Give me back him for whom I strove,..., Thou canst not? — and a king! — his dust be raounlains on thy head !" He loosed the steed, — his slack hand fell — upon the silent face He... | |
 | 1840 - 452 oldal
...cold clay. " Into these glassy eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire...silent face He cast one long, deep troubled look, then turned from that sad place — His hope was crushed, his after-fate untold in martial strain — His... | |
 | 1841 - 908 oldal
...king : — " Into these glassy eyes put light,— be still! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing speak — this earth is not my sire!...face He cast one long, deep, troubled look,— then turned from 1841.] [MAT & Jrat, Hia hope was crushed, bia after-fate untold in martial strain, —... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1841 - 456 oldal
...light, — be still ! keep down thine ire, — Bid these white lips a blessing Epeak, this earth isnofmy sire ! Give me back him for whom I strove, for whom...fell, — upon the silent face He cast one long, deep, tr .ubled look, — then turned from that sad place. His hope was crushed, his after-fate untold in... | |
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The voice, the glance, the heart I sought — give answer, where are they ? If thou wouldst clear thy perjured soul, send life through this cold clay! " Into these glassy eyes put light — be still ! keep down thine ire, Bid these white lips a blessing... 
