 | Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...ravens sail ; The famished eagle screams and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 188 pages
...lie!—Act 3, Sc. I. * Gray, in his poem " The Bard," Pt I., stanza 3, copied these lines:— " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart." t See also Burns' Prologue, spoken at the Theatre, Ellesland :— " Last, tho' not least in love ;"... | |
 | James Baldwin - English poetry - 1892 - 316 pages
...sail ; The famished eagle 15 screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart,16 Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — _No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder... | |
 | David Hoekzema - English poetry - 1893 - 368 pages
...ravens sail; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | John Macmillan Brown - English literature - 1894 - 436 pages
...lines, that have grown familiar to all readers ; " Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart ". " Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, Whilst, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1895 - 656 pages
...pale : Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Frank Weitenkampf, John Porter Lamberton - Biography - 1895 - 466 pages
...ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | Oswald Crawfurd - 1896 - 494 pages
...ravens sail; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
 | Mottoes - 1896 - 1224 pages
...pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile. v. GOLDSMITH — The Deserted Village. L. 183. Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes ; Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. w. GRAY— The Bard. I. 3. L. 12. The objects that we have known in better days are the main props... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 pages
...ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, 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,... | |
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Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's... 
