 Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep : they do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony...  Poems - Page 104by Thomas Gray - 1778 - 158 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1837 - 538 pages
...he had learned it all from Dryden." — BEATTIB.] On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. l. " ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race.... | |
 | Robert Plumer Ward - Great Britain - 1838 - 660 pages
...bow his cloud top't head." " These do not sleep, " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit; they linger yet, " Avengers of their native land....dreadful harmony they join, " And weave with bloody bands the tissue of thy line." To be sure, the gracious and youthful being who now represents this... | |
 | Margaret Richardson - 1839 - 236 pages
...Country's cries. No more I weep ; they do not sleep. On yonder cliffs a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line." GRAY'S BARD. Ah ! where are now the minstrels gone, Who sung the song, of days... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 pages
...country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. n. 1. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...country's cries— No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, • I see them sit ; ANNA, her maid. Lady R. Account for these ; thine...be: For these, I say : be steadfast to the truth ; D tissue of thy line.' ' Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 pages
...country's cries — No more I weep ! They do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. n. " Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race : Give... | |
 | William Collins - English poetry - 1844 - 324 pages
...country's cries No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet. Avengers of their native land: With me in dreadful harmony they join, Ami} weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.* • The ihr.ru of raernarsonihire opposlte to... | |
 | William Collins - English poetry - 1844 - 328 pages
...country's erica No more I weep. They do not sleep. fc On yonder cliffs, a griesly hand, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land: With me in dreadful hurmony they join, And{ weave with hloody hands the tissue of thy line.' • The *I,'T.- of Caernarionahtre... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...country's cries. — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.5 1 High-born Hoel, Sfc Hoel, one of the famous bards of Wales, was the son of Owen... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 pages
...died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep ; I see them sit : — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With...harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line :"— " 'Weave the warp, and weave the woof, ' The winding-sheet of Edward's race... | |
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