 | Robert Dodsley - 1765 - 412 psl.
...and pafies by. * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * Dear, as the light, that vifits thefe fad eyes, * Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, * Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — * No more I weep. They do not fleep. * On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Collection - 1765 - 418 psl.
...and pafles by. * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear, as the light, that vifits thefe fad eyes, * Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — * No more I weep. They do not fleep. * On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1768 - 142 psl.
...PINDARIC ODE. 59 ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * || Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, * || Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my [heart, ' Ye died amidfl your dying country's cries— * No more I weep. They do not fleep. f On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1770 - 136 psl.
...by Ray.] Dear * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * p Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, * Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, * Ye died am id ft your dying country's cries — * No more I weep. They do not flecp. ' On yonder cliffs, a... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1778 - 182 psl.
...and pafles by, ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, ' Dear J, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — * The mores of Cacrnarvonfhire oppofitc to the ifle ef Anglefey.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 456 psl.
...publiflied by Kay.] ' Dear loft companions of'my tuneful art, ' * Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, • Dear, as. the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying.country's cries — • No more I weep. They do not fteep. • On yondeb'clirFs,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1786 - 210 psl.
...paffes by. ' Dear Ipft companions of my tuneful art, * ,t>ear,, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — ' No more I weep. They do not fleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 372 psl.
...Ray.] P 3 " Dear * Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, * * Dear, as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes, ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidft your dying country's cries — « No more I weep. They do not fleep. * On yonder cliffs, a griefly... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 psl.
...and palles by. ' Dear loft companions of my tuneful arr, ' Dear, as the light that vilits thcfc fad eyes ' Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, ' Ye died amidlt your dying country's cries — ' No more I weep. They do not llctp. ' On yonder clifi», a griily... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 psl.
...: " Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; " The famish'd Eagle screams, and passes by (o) . " Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, " Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes (Js)t " Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, " Ye died amidst your dying country's cries " No... | |
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Far, far aloof the 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... 
