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" AH, WHAT avails the sceptred race! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. "
Treasury of Minor British Poetry: Selected and Arranged with Notes - 358 ページ
John Churton Collins 著 - 1896 - 419 ページ
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The Oxford review; or, Literary censor, 第 1 巻

734 ページ
...curiosity respecting their author. A name in his first poem, and the following lines in his second, " Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form divine ! What, every virtue, every grace! For, Ay liner, all were thine," presented but a delusive clue to our critical sagacity. In the third,...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 ページ
...grave, I pray you set One primrose or one violet. . . . Stay ... I can wait a little yet ROSE AYLMER. AH, what avails the sceptred race ? Ah, what the form divine ? What every virtue, every grace ? Rose Ayliner, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep but never see, A night of memories...

Littell's Living Age, 第 195 巻

1892 - 890 ページ
...tones his own exquisite lines : — Ah, what avails the sceptred race ! Ah, what the form divine 1 What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and sighs I consecrate to thee. The effect...

The Atlantic Monthly, 第 33 巻

1874 - 804 ページ
...ours will deal himself a like fatal blow, that we give the poem here. ROSE AYLMER. Ah, what av.iila the sceptred race ! Ah, what the form divine! What...virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. liose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never See, A night of memories and of sighs 1 conseerate...

Lyra elegantiarum, a collection of some of the best specimens of vers de ...

Frederick Locker- Lampson - 1867 - 428 ページ
...sigh'd upon innocent lips, Which had never been sigh'd on by any but mine ! " Thomas Moore. cccxv1. AH ! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the...Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. Walter...

A household book of English poetry, selected with notes by R.C. Trench

Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 ページ
...universe defy To quench his immortality, Or shake his trust in God ! So Thomas Campbell. CCLI ROSE AYLMER. Ah! what avails the sceptred race, Ah ! what the form...Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes 5 May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. Walter...

Walter Savage Landor, 第 1 巻

John Forster - 1869 - 560 ページ
...a very tender sentiment, went shortly afierwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avails the sceptred race, Ah, what the form...Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful e>es May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee." The deep...

Walter Savage Landor, 第 1 巻

John Forster - 1869 - 558 ページ
...a very tender sentiment, went shortly afterwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avails the sceptred race, Ah, what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Hose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night...

Walter Savage Landor: A Biography, 第 2 巻

John Forster - 1869 - 726 ページ
...a very tender sentiment, went shortly afterwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avails the sceptred race, Ah, what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace 1 Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep but never see, A night...

Walter Savage Landor: A Biography, 第 2 巻

John Forster - 1869 - 716 ページ
...sentiment, went shortly afterwards to India and died suddenly while yet very young. " Ah, what avail» the sceptred race, Ah, what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Kose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes Мну weep but never see, A night...




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