 | Charles Mackay - 1857 - 334 pages
...; While the sun look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Now joy. Old England raise, For the tidings of thy...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore. Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 426 pages
...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away. — By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! — Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful aud so true, On the deck of fame that died,... | |
 | Brasenose College (University of Oxford). - 1857 - 156 pages
...Which our historian wrote us ; As for myself, I'll turn Egyptian To live on beer and lotus.* 1838. CG " And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think...fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore !"— CAMPBELL SEE where yon goblet beaming Invites the wistful eye ! Whose smile luxuriant gleaming... | |
 | Brasenose College (University of Oxford). - 1857 - 158 pages
...our historian wrote us j As for myself, I'll turn Egyptian To live on beer and lotus.* 1638. C. G, " And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think...many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore!"—CAMPBELL. SEE where yon goblet beaming Invites the wistful eye ! Whose smile luxuriant... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 436 pages
...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away. — Now joy, Old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy...the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines iil light ; And yet, amidst that joy and uproar. Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 pages
...sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away! Now joy, old England, raise, For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light! And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that... | |
 | English literature - 1857 - 782 pages
...bed of enow, with the dark aky for their cold and friendless canopy, or whether we think of ' Those that sleep. Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsiuore/ we cannot but rejoice that we live in a day and in a country which honours her brave men,... | |
 | Henry Tyrrell - Crimean War, 1853-1856 - 1855 - 238 pages
...But, alas ! gentlemen, there are other feelings which we should express before we separate : — " ' Now joy old England raise, For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, When the wine-cup shines in light " ' Yet amidst this joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 pages
...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away. Kow joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that... | |
 | Thomas Buckley Smith - 1858 - 310 pages
...smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away ! Now ioy, old England raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities blaze, And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy... | |
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By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore. 
