 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 էջ
...Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. If. г. " Mighty Viflor. mighty Lord, " Low on his fun' ral couch he lies ! " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obloquies. " Js the fable warrior fled ? " Thy fon is gone. He refts among the deaJ. The fwarm that... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1797 - 444 էջ
...what an exquifite ftrain does Gray fpeak of this monarch! and his ion ! Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, Afford a tear to grace his obfequiei. Which is followed by that ftriking qucftion, — Is the fable warrior fled ' Thy fon is... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1797 - 442 էջ
...what an exquifite ftrain does Gray fpeak of this monarch ! and his fon ! Mighty viclor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, Afford a tear to grace his obfequiea. Which is followed by that ftriking queftion,— Is the fable warrior fled ? Thy fon is gone.... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1797 - 188 էջ
...65 " A tear to grace his obfequ/'esï " Is the fable warriour (m) fled? " Thy fon is gone : he refis among the dead. *' The fwarm that in thy noontide beam were born ? " Gone to fnlute the rifing morn : 79 " Fair laughs the morn, (ujaml fofi the Zephir blow* " While proudly riding... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1798 - 130 էջ
...pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 " A tear to grace his obfequies ! " Is the fable warrior * fted ? " Thy fon, is gone ; he refts among the dead. " The...thy noontide beam were born, " Gone to falute the riling morn : 70 " Fair laughs the morn, f and foft the zephyr blows, " While proudly riding o'er the... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 508 էջ
...faded form, and Solitude behind. H. t. " Mighty Viaor, mighty Lord, 1 4 Low on his funçnl couch'hc lies ! ' No pitying heart, no eye, afford ' A tear to grace his obfcquies, ' Is the fable Ц Warrior fled 2 ' Thy fon is gone. He rcfts among the Dead. ' The Swarm,... | |
 | Richard Payne Knight - 1805 - 512 էջ
...van, with flight combin'd, And 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 gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm, that in... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles - 1806 - 550 էջ
...Brafs decays, when Trophies lie o'er-thrown, And mould'ring into duft drops the proudJlent. NOTES. No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obfequies. Which is followed by that ftriking queftion, — Is the fable warrior fled ? Thy fon is gone. He refts... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1806 - 558 էջ
...Brafs decays, when Trophies lie o'er-thrown, And mould' ring into duft draft the froudjlone. NOTES. No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obfequies. Which is followed'by that ftriking queftion, — Is the fable warrior fled ? Thy fon is gone. He refls... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 էջ
...combin'd, " And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. II. 2. " Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, " J Low on his funeral couch he lies ! " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A Uar to grace his obsequies. " Is the sable § Warrior fled? " Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead.... | |
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Mighty victor, mighty lord! Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies. 
