 | Robert Dodsley - 1765 - 412 pagina’s
...afford " A tear to grace his obfequies. " Is the fable Warriour fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. *' The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, " Gone to falute the rifmg Morn. " Fair laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blows, " While proudly riding o'er... | |
 | Collection - 1765 - 418 pagina’s
...afford " A tear to grace his obfequies. ' ** Is the fable Warriour fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born, *' Gone to falute the rifing Morn.- . • " Fair laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blows, " While proudly riding... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1768 - 140 pagina’s
...moments by bis Courtiers apd his Miftrefs. " Is the fable * Warriour fl<M? " Thy fon is gone.. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ? *' Gone to falute the rifmg Morn. " Fair x laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blows, " While proudly riding... | |
 | T AGERTON - 1794 - 390 pagina’s
...afford 6> " A tear to grace his obfequies. " Is the fable n Warrior fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born? " Gone to falute the rifing Morn. 70 «* Fair • laughs the Morn, and foft the Zephyr blow*, " While proudly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 pagina’s
...pitying heart, no eye, afford 4' A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable Warrior fled (x) ? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. " The Swarm,...to salute the rising Morn. " Fair laughs the Morn (y), and soft the Zephyr " blows [7], " While proudly riding o'er the azure realm " In gallant trim... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 pagina’s
...abandoned by his children, and even robbed in his last moments by his courtiers and his mistress. " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable Warrior fled (x) ? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were " born?... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 pagina’s
...abandoned by his children, and even robbed in his last moments by his courtiers and his mistress. " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable Warrior fled .r? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. " The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were born ?... | |
 | 1805 - 420 pagina’s
...year before his father, Edward III. Hence these lines of *RAT in hi> inimitable ode, " the Bard." " Is the sable warrior fled ? • •• • " Thy son is gone, he rests among the dead." If. 2. See Hume, and Stow's chron. com in. by Howe. wedge. One soldier was followed by two, they by... | |
 | Richard Payne Knight - 1806 - 508 pagina’s
...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. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gorie. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in thy noontide beam were born ? Gone to salute the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pagina’s
...form, and Solitude behind. II. 2. " Mighty victor, mighty lord, " Low on his fun'ral couch he Hes§! " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obsequies ! " Ts the sable warrior|l fled? " Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead. " The swarm that in thy... | |
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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;... 
