 Far, far aloof the 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...  A manual of English prosody - Page 49by Robert Frederick Brewer - 1869Full view - About this book
 | Margaret Richardson - 1839 - 236 pages
...murdered. " 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...visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm'd my heart, Ye died amidst your dying Country's cries. No more I weep ; they do not sleep. On... | |
 | Brandon Turner - 1840 - 258 pages
...represents the objects of his imagination as actually before his eyes and present to his senses ; as, " On yonder cliffs a grisly band, I see them sit, they...linger yet, Avengers of their native land." — Gray. VIII. Apostrophe is a turning from the regular course of the subject into an animated address ; as,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 pages
...38. The famish'd eagle screams, and passes ln/~\ Camden and others observe, that eagles used annuDear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light...warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's criesNo more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger... | |
 | 1842 - 1212 pages
...the inspired Ithacan forces upon our memory the Bard of Gray, to whom we must listen for a moment : " Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the...as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, — Ye died amid your dying country's cries." After this bold apostrophe, the Bard, entranced by the overpowering... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 pages
...ghastly pale : Far, far aloof tli' affrighted ravens sail : The famished eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the...sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. n. " Weave... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...ghastly pale : Far, far aloof the affrighted ravens sail ; The famished eagle2 screams, and (lasses by. r these to me foretell And certify a part of thy narration...you as just As if you were the minister of heaven, : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.' ' Weave... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...ghastly pale : Far, far aloof the affrighted ravens sail ; The famished eagle2 screams, and passes by. baud, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 324 pages
...ghastly pale : Par, far aloof th" affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'U eagle t screams, and passes by. Dear, lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as...more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet. Avengers of their native land: With me in dreadful... | |
 | William Collins - 1844 - 328 pages
...ghaally pale : Far, far aloof th' affrighted raveus sail; The famish'd eagle I screams, and passes hy. Dear, lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear, as the light that visits these sad eye«, Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's erica No more... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 pages
...ghastly pale ; Far, far aloof the affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art !— Dear,...country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep ; I see them sit : — they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony... | |
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