 | Thomas Gray - 1851 - 378 pages
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 6s A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were bOrn ? Var. V. 63. Victor] Conqueror. Ms. V. 64. His] The. Ms. V. 65. No, no,] What, what. Ms. V. 69. Hover'd... | |
 | William Chauncey Fowler - English language - 1851 - 1502 pages
...drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are bowed ! MILKAN. 11. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests...among the dead. The swarm that in thy noontide beam was born 1 Gone to salute the rising morn. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 548 pages
...hand, we have the beautiful passage in Gray's Bard, to support the less dramatic story : — " F»lr laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows. While proudly riding o'er the azure realm. In c.illnm trim the gilded vessel goes! Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - English literature - 1851 - 764 pages
...faded form, and Solitude behind. Mighty victor, mighty lord, Lowo on his funeral couch he lie*» ! D 3 Z }6 r 7 s h 5_ !k$I 2 Q G ! # qZ5 1 Ts the sable warrior? fled ! Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide... | |
 | George Frederick Graham - English literature - 1852 - 570 pages
...qneen. 3 Edward II., mnrdered in Berkley 6 Edward III., the conqueror at Castle. Creci and Poictiers. No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? l Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide beams were born, Gone... | |
 | G. Dowse - English poetry - 1908 - 92 pages
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant... | |
 | Edward Chauncey Baldwin, Harry Gilbert Paul - English poetry - 1908 - 430 pages
...Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior...noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 7o Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - English poetry - 1908 - 562 pages
...couch he lies: No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. The...noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - English poetry - 1908 - 562 pages
...he lies : No. pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. The...noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. 70 Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1908 - 476 pages
...sorrow's faded form, and solitude behind. 'Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. 15 Is the sable warrior fledl Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in thy noon-tide... | |
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Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born? Gone to salute the rising morn. Pair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes;... 
