 With looks that asked, yet dared not hope relief, Want with her babes round generous Valour clung, To wring the slow surrender from his tongue, 'Twas thine to animate her closing eye ; .> Alas ! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, > Crushed by her...  Poems - Стр. 16авторы: Samuel Rogers - 1816 - Страниц: 246Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | 1793 - Страниц: 542
...opining its gates to a bafe and barWhen with the filent energy of grief, With looks that afk'd, yet dar'd not hope relief, Want, with her babes, round generous valour clung, To wring the flow furrender from his tongue, 'Twas thine to animate her clofing eye ; Alas ! 'twas thine perchance... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - Страниц: 222
...And lights at last where all her cares repose. Sweet bird ! thy truth shall Harlem's walls attest, ! And unborn ages consecrate thy nest. When with the silent energy of grief, With looks that ask'd, yet dar'd not hope relief, 3O Want, with her babes, round generous Valour clung, To wring the... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - Страниц: 208
...And lights at last where all her cares repose. Sweet bird! thy truth shall Harlem's walls attest, s And unborn ages consecrate thy nest. When with the silent energy of grief, With looks that ask'd, yet dar'd not hope relief, Want, with her babes, round generous Valour clung, To wring the slow... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1802 - Страниц: 308
...And lights at last where all her cares repose. Sweet bird ! thy truth shall Harlem's walls attest, s And unborn ages consecrate thy nest. When with the silent energy of grief, With looks that ask'd, yet dar'd not hope relief, Want, with her babes, round generous Valour clung, To wring the slow... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - Страниц: 182
...consecrate thy nest14 When with the silent energy of grief, • . With looks that ask'd, yet dar'd not hope relief, Want, with her babes, round generous...eye ; Alas! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcom'd from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1820 - Страниц: 160
...Sweet bird ! thy truth shall Harlem's walls attest,(18) And unborn ages consecrate thynest. ^ Vhen with the silent energy of grief, With looks that asked,...eye; Alas ! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, [the sky. Crushed by the meagre hand, when welcomed from Hark the bee winds her small but mellow horn,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - Страниц: 838
...the ilow mrrcniler from hi* Uuari'* 392 39.3 'Twu» thine to animate IIIT cloning eye ; Alas! 'lu.is thine perchance the first to die, Crushed by her meagre hand, when welcomed from the shy. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. ui thymy downs... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1829 - Страниц: 520
...bird! thy truth shall Haarlem's walls attest, (20) And unborn ages consecrate thy ncsf. When, wilh the silent energy of grief, With looks that asked,...Valour clung, To wring the slow surrender from his tongne", 'T was thine to animate her closing eye ; Alas! Ч was thine perchance the first to die. Crushed... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - Страниц: 514
...lights at last where all her cares repose. Sweet bird! thy truth shall Haarlem's walls attest, (20) And unborn ages consecrate thy nest. When, with the silent energy of grief, With looks that ask'd, yet dared not hope relief, Want with her babes round generous Valor clung, To wring the slow... | |
 | 1836 - Страниц: 388
...Want with her babes round generous Valour clung, To wring the slow surrender from his tongue, 'T was thine to animate her closing eye ; Alas! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcomed from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,... | |
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