How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is... Beauties of the British Poets ... - Page 127by George Croly - 1850 - 395 pagesFull view - About this book
| English poetry - 1836 - 558 pages
...scenes from every future ODE, Written in the beginning of the year 1746. How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When...the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY. STROPHE. O THOU, who sit'st a smiling... | |
| George Lunt - Fourth of July orations - 1836 - 36 pages
...guardians as well as the inheritors of their glory, — How sleep the brave, who sink to rest With all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with...sweeter sod Than fancy's feet have ever trod ! By spirit hands their knell is rung, — By forms unseen their dirge is sung, — There Honor comes, a... | |
| Edward Everett - Speeches, addresses, etc., American - 1836 - 654 pages
...fortunes and ruined constitutions, sunk into an early grave. ' How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, With all their country's wishes blest. When spring, with...dress a sweeter sod Than fancy's feet have ever trod. There honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; — And freedom shall... | |
| Robert Chambers - English language - 1837 - 342 pages
...their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's...the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall a while repair, And dwell a weeping hermit there. The Pleasures of Imagination, by MARK AKENSIDE (1721—1770),... | |
| Robert Chambers - English language - 1837 - 338 pages
...all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's...the turf that wraps their clay, And Freedom shall a while repair, And dwell a weeping hermit there. The Pleasures of Imagination, by MARK AKENSIDE (1721-1770),... | |
| George Thompson - Slavery - 1837 - 150 pages
...its Father in heaven. How sleep the good mho sink to rest, With all their country's wishes Llust! The spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their...is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung. There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the tarf that wraps their cJny, And Freedom shall awhile repair,... | |
| George Thompson - Slavery - 1837 - 148 pages
...Father in heaven. How sleep the good who sink to rest, With all tlieir country's wishes blest! The spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their...dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. I3y fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung. There Honor comos, a pilgrim... | |
| Robert Chambers - English language - 1837 - 294 pages
...the liberties of their country — the last of which is as follows : — How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When...dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mold, She there shall dress a sweeter sod, Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell... | |
| James Montgomery - Literature - 1838 - 332 pages
...their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's...the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall a while repair To dwell, a weeping hermit there." COLLINS. Again ; what a quantity of thought is here... | |
| Catharine Harbeson Waterman - Flower language - 1839 - 284 pages
...their country's wishes bless'd! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's...their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping... | |
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