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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. "
A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes - Page 340
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Literary and Historical Memorials of London, Volume 1

John Heneage Jesse - Historic buildings - 1847 - 474 pages
...esquires who had served him, allured more by his gifts than his love." Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies ! The unfortunate Richard the Second constantly resided at Westminster, and it was in the...
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The works of Alexander Pope, with notes and illustrations, by ..., Volume 2

Alexander Pope - 1847 - 488 pages
...what an exquisite strain does Gray speak of this monarch, and his son! Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies. Which is followed by that striking question, — Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy sou is...
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Gray's Poetical Works: English and Latin : Illustrated

Thomas Gray - English poetry - 1847 - 276 pages
...with Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. n. 2. 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...
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The gift book of English poetry

English poetry - 1848 - 468 pages
...with flight comhin'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 ?lf Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead The Swarm, that in...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 18

Literature - 1848 - 690 pages
...For instance, we find the quotation at page 279 of the first volume — Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies, repeated at page 428 in the same volume. There is, moreover, somewhat of what is termec...
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The Church of England quarterly review, Volume 23

1848 - 526 pages
...the quotation at page 279 of the first volume — " Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his funerul couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies," repeated at page 428 in the same volume. There is, moreover, somewhat of what is termed...
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The literary class book; or, Readings in English literature

Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pages
...through Berkley's roof that ring ; Shrieks' of an agonizing king ! — " ' 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...
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The Standard elocutionist; and gem-book of British authors, ed. by A. Cunningham

A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 pages
...combin'd, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. " Mighty victor, mighty lord, Low on his fun'ral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies ! Is the sable warrior fled ? The son is gone. He rests among the dead. The swarm that in...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray

Thomas Gray - 1851 - 378 pages
...flight combin'd, And sorrow's faded form, and solitude behind, n. 2. " Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 6s A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled ? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead....
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Guy's new speaker, selections of poetry and prose from the best writers in ...

Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 pages
...with Flight combined ; 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...
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