 His pomp, his pride, his skill ; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day : For all those trophied arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not...  New Monthly Magazine - Page 273redigeeritud poolt - 1823Full view - About this book
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 344 lehte
...human hearts. Go, let Oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recal Life's tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not...disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, 112 THE LAST MAN. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sutnless agonies,... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1854 - 324 lehte
...curtain fall Upon the stage of men; Nor with thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Its motley pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh, upon the...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. 7 E'en I am weary, in yon skier, To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold... | |
 | 1854 - 563 lehte
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...tragedy again. Its piteous pageants bring not back, Of pain anew to writhe; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd Or mown in battle by the sword. Like... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856
...triumphs, that m"tpp°"" beneath thee sprang, healed not a passion or a pang entailed on human hearts. Go ! let oblivion's curtain fall upon the stage of...nor waken flesh upon the rack of pain anew to writhe ; stretched in disease's shapes abhorred, or mown in battle by the sword like grass beneath the scythe... | |
 | 1856 - 563 lehte
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams recall . ' • Of pain anew to -writhe; Stretch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd Or mown in battle by the sword,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 785 lehte
...beneath thee sprang, Hcal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's cnrtain fall Upon the stage of men, Nor with thy rising beams...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe. Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1859 - 329 lehte
...arts And triumphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1860 - 300 lehte
...oblivion's curtain fall Upon the s'age of men, Nor wilh thy rising beams recall Life's tragedy again. Ito piteous pageants bring not back, Nor waken flesh upon the rack Of pain anew to writhe; Strelch'd in disease's shapes abhorr'd, Or mown in battle by the sword, Like grass beneath the scythe.... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861
...arts And trinmphs that beneath thee sprang, Heal'd not a passion or a pang Entail'd on human hearts. " Go, let oblivion's curtain fall Upon the stage of...mown in battle by the sword Like grass beneath the scythe. " Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold... | |
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