| G. Dowse - English poetry - 1908 - 92 pages
...with Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. 1 Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the sable warrior fled? Thy son is gone. He rests among the dead.... | |
| Walter Cochrane Bronson - English poetry - 1908 - 562 pages
...Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. II. 2 "Mighty victor, mighty lord I Low on his funeral couch he lies: No pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead.... | |
| Walter Cochrane Bronson - English poetry - 1908 - 562 pages
...Flight combined, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind. II. 2 "Mighty victor, mighty lord ! Low on his funeral couch he lies : No. pitying heart, no eye, afford 65 A tear to grace his obsequies. Is the Sable Warriour fled? Thy son is gone; he rests among the dead.... | |
| Thomas Gray - Democracy - 1909 - 168 pages
...combined, " And forrow's faded form, and folitude behind. II. a. " Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, " J Low on his funeral couch he lies ! " No pitying heart, no eye, afford " A tear to grace his obfequies. t Ifabel of France, Edward the Second's adulterous Queen. || Triumphs of Edward the Third in France.... | |
| Anna Callender Brackett - American poetry - 1909 - 374 pages
...of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array." " 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... | |
| William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 1334 pages
...van, 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... | |
| Oswald John Fredeick Crawford - 1910 - 240 pages
...thy country hangs The scourge of Heaven ! What terrors round him wait ! "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... | |
| English poetry - 1910 - 498 pages
...van, 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 thy... | |
| English poetry - 1911 - 784 pages
...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 Warriour fled? Thy son is gone. He rests among the Dead. The Swarm, that in... | |
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