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" The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No! it shall live again, and shine... "
New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register - 273. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1823
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell: With a Memoir

Thomas Campbell - 1840 - 376 oldal
...beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, To see thou shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature...my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No !...

Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation : the Whole Selected ...

Eliza Robbins - 1842 - 352 oldal
...grass beneath the scythe. E'en I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see, thou shall not boast. The Eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of Darkness shall Receive my...

Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to ...

Readings - 1843 - 466 oldal
...Stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. My lips that speak thy dirge of death,— Their rounded...majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! That gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim This spirit shall return to Him When...

The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White ...

Samuel Rogers - 1843 - 516 oldal
...grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To wutch thy fading fire ', Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shalt not boaat. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,— The majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost!...

The Eclectic Museum of Foreign Literature, Science and Art, 3. kötet

John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - 614 oldal
...grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumiese agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and girgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,— The majesty...

An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1843 - 320 oldal
...grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and girgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The" majesty...

An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors : to ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1844 - 318 oldal
...agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death— Their rounded gasp and gugling breath To see thou Shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty pf Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly...

An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors. To ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 312 oldal
...agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death— Their rounded gasp and gugling breath To see thou shalt not boast. The eclipse of...majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! 23 -ff This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be...

National Preceptor

Jesse Olney - 1845 - 348 oldal
...beneath the scythe. 7 E'en I am weary, in yon skies, To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath, To see thou snalt not boast. The eclipse of nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...grass beneath the scythe. Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...— Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thon shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of darkness shall Receive...




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