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" See the grisly texture grow, ("Tis of human entrails made,) And the weights, that play below, Each a gasping warrior's head. Shafts for shuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along Sword, that once a Monarch bore, Keep the tissue close and... "
Fraser's Magazine - Page 484
1846
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Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - 1768 - 151 pages
...entrails made,) And the .weights, that play below, Each a gafping Warriour's head. Shafts for fliuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along. Sword, that once a Monarch bore, Keeps the tiffue clofe and ftrong. Mijla black, terrific Maid, Sangrida, and Hilda fee, Join the wayward...
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The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 25

English literature - 1768
...Weaving many a foldier's doom, Orkney's woe, and Ran<ver\ bane. • See the griefly texture grow, {'Tis of human entrails made,) And the weights that play below, Each a gafping warrior's head *. ' Shafts for fhuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along. Sword,...
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Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - Cats - 1768 - 119 pages
...Weaving many a Soldier's doom, Orkneys woe, and Randver's bane. » See the griefly texture grow, ('Tis of human entrails made,) And the weights, that play below, Each a gafping Warriour's head. Shafts for fbuttles, dipt in 'gore, ' ' Shoot the trembling cords along. *"...
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Poems by Mr. Gray

Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1775 - 136 pages
...weights, that play below,, Each a gafping warrior's head. " •Shafts, for ftiuttles, dipt in gone, . Shoot the trembling cords .along-* Sword, that once a monarch bore, :Keep the .tiiuie clofe and ftrcng ! Mifla, black terrific maid, Sangrida,.va& Hilda, fee! Join the wayward work...
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A Collection of Poems,: In Four Volumes, Volume 3

English poetry - 1775
...Weaving many a foldier's doom, ."j Orkney's woe, and Randver's bane. See the griefly texture grow ! 'Tis of human entrails made, And the weights, that play below, Each a gafping Warrior's head, Shafts for muttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along ! Sword,...
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Annual Register, Volume 18

History - 1778
...doom, Orkney's woe, and Randver's bane. See the griesly t«jcture grow, (Tis of human entrails made), i And the weights, that play below, Each a gasping warrior's...in gore. Shoot the trembling cords along-. Sword, thatonce a monarch bore. Keep the tissue close and strong. Mista black, terrific Maid, Sangcida, and...
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Poems

Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1778 - 158 pages
...Weaving many a foldier's doom, Orkney's woe, and Randver's bane. . See the grifly texture grow I ("Pis of human entrails made,) And the weights that play below, Each a gafping warrior's head. Shafts for fhuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along. Sword,...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Volume 56

Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779
...Weaving many a foldier's doom, Orkney's woe, and Randver's bane. See the griefly texture grow, ('Tis of human entrails made,) And the weights that play below,. Each a gafping warrior's head. Note—The Valkyriur were female divinities, ftrvanti of Odin (or Woden) in...
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Lady's Poetical Magazine, Or Beauties of British Poetry, Volume 3

English poetry - 1782
...and ferved the departed heroes with horns of mead and ale. Sec . See the griefly texture grow, ('Tis of human entrails made) And the weights, that play below, Each a gafping warrior's head. /Shafts for fliuttles, dipp'd in gore, Shoot the tremb'ling cords along : Sword,...
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Poems

Thomas Gray - 1786 - 178 pages
...entrails made,) And the weights that play btlow, Each a gafping warrior's head. Shafts for fhuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along. Sword, that once a monarch bore, Keep the tiffue clofe and flrong. Mi/la, black terrific maid, Sangrida, and Hilda, fee ! Join the wayward work...
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