 | 1856 - 766 pagina’s
...with which the tomb was bound ; Among the sleeping dead alone HE woke, And bless'd with outstretch'd hands the host around. Well is it that such blessing...to the verge have follow'd what they love. And on th' insuperable threshold stand ; With cherish'd names its speechless calm reprove, And stretch in... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1840 - 650 pagina’s
...wherewith the tomb was bound; Among the sleeping Dead alone He woke, And bless'd with outslretch'dh ands the host around. Well is it that such blessing hovers...sphere, And pour their woe the loaded air along. They to tlie verge have followed what they love, And on the insuperable threshold stand; With cherish'd names... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1840 - 658 pagina’s
...Dead alone lie wokr, And bless'd with outitrdch'dhands the host around. VOL. txvi. NO. cxxxn. 2 E Well Well is it that such blessing hovers here To soothe...sphere, And pour their woe the loaded air along. They to tlie verge have followed what they love, And on the msuperable threshold stand; With cherish'd names... | |
 | 1841 - 848 pagina’s
...wherewith the tomb was bound ; Among the sleeping dead alone He woke. And blessed with outstretched hands the host around. Well is it that such blessing...their woe the loaded air along. They to the verge have followed what they love. And on th' insuperable threshold stand ; With cherished names its speechless... | |
 | Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1849 - 450 pagina’s
...footsteps, broke Th' eternal calm wherewith the tomb was bound ; Among the sleeping dead alone He woke, Well is it that such blessing hovers here, — To...woe the loaded air along ! They to the verge have followed what they love, And on the insuperable threshold stand ; With cherished names its speechless... | |
 | Robert Aspland - 1841 - 810 pagina’s
...wherewith the tomb was bound ; Among the sleeping Dead alone He woke, And bless'd with outstretched hands the host around. Well is it that such blessing...throng, Who haunt the portals of the solemn sphere, Aud pour their woe the loaded air along. They to the verge have follow'd what th^J love, And on the... | |
 | Catherine Sinclair - 1847 - 400 pagina’s
...woke, 'And bless'd with outstretch'd hands the host around. Well is it that such blessing hovers near, To soothe each sad survivor of the throng Who haunt...With cherish'd names its speechless calm reprove, And stretch'd in the abyss their ungrasp'd hand. All that have died, the earth's whole race repose, Where... | |
 | 1849 - 704 pagina’s
...wherewith the Tomb was bound; A mong the sleeping Dead alone He woke. And bless'd with outstretch'd hands the host around. " Well is it that such blessing...haunt the portals of the solemn sphere, And pour their wo the loaded air along. " They to the verge have follow d what they love, And on tK insuperable threshold... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1849 - 608 pagina’s
...bless'dwith outstretch' d hands the host around. " Wall is it that such blessing hovers here, Тч soothe each sad survivor of the throng, Who haunt the portals of the solemn sphere, And pour their wo the loaded air along. " They to the verge havefMow'd what they ¡me, And on th' insuperable threshold... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pagina’s
...with which the tomb was bound; Among the sleeping dead alone HE woke And blessed with outstretched hands the host around. Well is it that such blessing...their woe the loaded air along. They to the verge have followed what they love, And on the insuperable threshold stand; With cherished names its speechless... | |
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Th' eternal calm wherewith the tomb was bound ; Among the sleeping dead alone He woke. And blessed with outstretched hands the host around. Well is it that such blessing hovers here. To soothe each sad survivor of the throng, Who haunt the portals of... 
