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" Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep : they do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony... "
A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes - Page 392
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The Last of the Mohicans

James Fenimore Cooper - Fiction - 2008 - 562 pages
...Gray's poem "The Bard." The two lines that follow and finish the stanza echo the themes of the novel: With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. Chapter IX 1. "Be gay securely . . . thy clear brow": From Thomas Gray's incomplete...
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