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" The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No! it shall live again, and shine... "
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redigeeritud poolt - 1823
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An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors. To ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1845 - 492 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death— Their rounded gasp and gugling breath To see thou shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayley

Samuel Carter Hall - 1846 - 332 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. " Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sunless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of nature spreads my pall, The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting...
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The Gem of the Season

John Holmes Agnew, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1846 - 120 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. E'en I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. Th' eclipse of Nature spread's my pall — The majesty of Darkness shall Receive my...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. Even I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of darkness shall This spirit...
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An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors to ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1846 - 312 lehte
.... My lips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and gugling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,...majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost ! 23 This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be...
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An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors to ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1846 - 310 lehte
...expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death— Their rounded gasp and gugling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,—...majesty of Darkness shall Receive my parting ghost! 23 This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell

Thomas Campbell - 1849 - 276 lehte
...beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, To see thou shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost ! This spirit shall return to Him Who gave...
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An Essay on Elocution: with Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors ...

John Hanbury Dwyer - 1850 - 318 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire ; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and gugling breath. To see thou Shalt not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall,-- The majesty of...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. Kv'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...my parting ghost! This spirit shall return to him Who gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No!...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 lehte
...grass beneath the scythe. Ev'n I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak...Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall — The majesty of darkness shall Receive my...
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