 His pomp, his pride, his skill ; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day : For all those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not...  New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register - Էջ 273խմբագրել է - 1823Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | 1824 - 494 էջ
...curtain fall Upon the stage of men, .Vor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. In pitying pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the...rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch'd in disease's shape abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like gnu beneath the scythe. Ks n I am weary in yon... | |
 | 1823 - 592 էջ
...arts And trinmphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Kntail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe Stretch 'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1824 - 176 էջ
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, To see... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1824 - 176 էջ
...: For all those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Go, let oblivion's curtain fall . . . , Upon the stage...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, To see... | |
 | Martin MacDermot - 1824 - 604 էջ
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. K Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Strctch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or moan in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | Amédée Pichot - 1825 - 510 էջ
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, HeaI'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. " Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. " Ev'n I am weary in yon skiet To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold... | |
 | 1825 - 588 էջ
...storm pass'd by, Saying, We are twins in death, proud Sun, Thy face is cold, thy race is run, ' &c. 1 Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteous-pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe ; Stretch'd... | |
 | 1826 - 488 էջ
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Healed not a passion or a pang Entailed on human hearts. ' Go, let Oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recal Life's tragedy again. Its fictions pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of... | |
 | 1827 - 510 էջ
...Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the staee of men, Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its piteousi pageants bring not hack, Nor waken flesh, upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe; Stretch'd... | |
 | J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - 314 էջ
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold... | |
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