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" Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's... "
The Works of Robert Burns - Page 371
by Robert Burns - 1841
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The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners: With Strictures ..., Volume 18

1804 - 452 pages
...out of Heaven's high way:" and Pope, " Far as the solar walk or milky way."— Gray, in his Bard, " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes: Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart." Otway makes Priuli exclaim, to his daughter, that she is "Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life....
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Remarks critical, conjectural, and explanatory, upon ..., Volume 1; Volume 22

E H. Seymour - 1805 - 504 pages
...conjunction, and adopt that mode of expression which is called the phraseology of Shakspeares age: " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, " Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart." Gray. The Bard. 67. " The ass in compound with the major part of your syllables" I suppose there is...
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Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pages
...sail, ' The famisli'd eaglet screams and passes by. ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, * DearJ as the light that visits these sad eyes, * Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, 1 Ye dy'd amidst your dying country's cries...... * Ho more I -weep. They do not sleep; ' On yonder cliffs,...
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Curiosities of Literature, Volume 2

Isaac Disraeli - 1807 - 606 pages
...elegantly, though copied from Dryden, ".Far as the SOLAR WAI.K, or milky way." ., Gray has in his " Bard" " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart." Gray himself points out the imitation in Shakspeare, of the latter image ; but it is curious to observe...
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The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems, and Correspondence ..., Volume 1

Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 pages
...Snowdou is culled the eagle's nest. That bird is certainly no ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, ' 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,...
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The Muses' Bower,: Embellished with the Beauties of English Poetry, Volume 1

English poetry - 1809 - 302 pages
...ravens sail; ' The famish'd Eagle* screams, and passes by. ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear, as the light that visits these sad eyes, ' 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,...
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Elegant Extracts, Volumes 1-2

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 pages
...ravens sail : ' The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' dogs shall drink him till thcv burst. Old Cotta sham'd h'rs fortune and his birth, Ye mart, ' Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — ' No more 1 weep. They do not sleep. • On yonder...
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Specimens of the British poets, Volume 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 pages
...affrighted ravens sail. The famish'd eagle screams and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the rnddy drops that warm my heart, Ye dy'd amidst your dying country's crie No more I weep. They do not...
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The Words of the Most Favourite Pieces: Performed at the Glee Club, the ...

Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 pages
...sleeps upon his craggy bed : ' Mountains, ye mourn in vain : ' Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, ' 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,...
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The prose works of Robert Burns

Robert Burns - 1816 - 714 pages
...happiness are to me dearer than my soul — name the terms on which you wish to see me, to correspond with me, and you have them —I must love, pine, mourn,...eyes, " Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart !" I have not patience to read the puritanic scrawl. — Vile sophistry ! — Ye heavens ! thou God...
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