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" Where now thy might, which all those kings subdued ? No martial myriads muster in thy gate ; No suppliant nations in thy Temple wait ; No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song : But lawless Force, and... "
Oxford Prize Poems: Being a Collection of Such English Poems as Have at ... - 70 ページ
University of Oxford 著 - 1810 - 169 ページ
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The Orthodox churchman's magazine; or, A Treasury of divine and ..., 第 6 巻

1804 - 476 ページ
...the quick darting eye of restless fear, While cold oblivion 'mid thy ruins laid, [•'olds his dark wing beneath the ivy shade. Ye guardian saints ! ye warrior sons of Heav'n, To whose high care Judea's state was giv'n ! O wont of old your mighty watch to keep, . <V...

The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, 第 2 巻

1803 - 508 ページ
...10 No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song : But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, And the...*. Ye Guardian Saints ! ye warrior sons of heaven f? To whose high care Judaea's state was given ! O wont of old your nightly watch to keep, A host of...

The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for ..., 第 2 巻

1803 - 502 ページ
...10 No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song : But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, And the...*. Ye Guardian Saints ! ye warrior sons of heaven •(•, To whose high care Judsea's state was given ! O wont of old your nightly watch to keep, A...

The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, 第 2 巻

1803 - 520 ページ
...wait; 10 No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song: But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, And the...shade *. Ye Guardian Saints! ye warrior sons of heaven f, To whose high care Judaea's state was given ! O wont of old your nightly watch to keep, A host of...

La Belle Assemblée, 第 2 巻

1807 - 530 ページ
...song : But lawless Might, and meagre Want is there, And the quick darling eye of restless Fear, Vrhile cold Oblivion, 'mid thy ruins laid, Folds his dank wing beneath the ivy shade. Yeguardian saiiits! ye warrior sons of heaven, To whose high care Judxa's state was given ! O wont...

Oxford prize poems, a collection of English poems

Oxford univ, prize poems - 1807 - 126 ページ
...tide of fong : But lawlefs Might, and meagre Want is there, And the quick -darting eye of reftlefs Fear, While cold Oblivion, 'mid thy ruins laid, Folds his dank wing a beneath the ivy fhade. Ye guardian faints ! ye warrior fons of heaven b, To whofe high care Judaea's...

Oxford prize poems, a collection of English poems. [Uncorrected]

Oxford univ, prize poems - 1810 - 204 ページ
...wait; No prophet bards, thy glittering courts among, Wake the full Iv re, and swell the tide of song: But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, And the...shade. Ye guardian saints ! ye warrior sons of heaven v , To whose high care Judaea's state was given! O wont of old your nightly watch to keep, A host of...

Poetical selections, consisting of the most approved pieces of our best ...

Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 ページ
...wait; No prophet bards thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song: But lawless Force, and meagre Want is there, A.nd...beneath the ivy shade.. ': Ye guardian Saints ! ye wlarrior sons of heaven, (1) To whose high care Judaea's state was given ! O wont of old y6ur nightly...

The British Critic: A New Review, 第 3 巻

1815 - 698 ページ
...thy glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, and swell the tide of song : But lawless Force, arid meagre Want is there, And the quick-darting eye of restless Fear, While cpld Oblivion, 'mid thy ruins laid, ., Folds his dank wing beneath the ivy shade." In how rimch finer...

Blackwood's Magazine, 第 18 巻

1825 - 826 ページ
...glittering courts among, Wake the full lyre, or sweep the flood of song, But meagre Want and haggard Hate is there, And the quick-darting eye of restless Fear...While cold Oblivion, mid thy ruins laid, Folds his dark wing beneath the ivied shade. TICKLER. More than one of Wrangham's Prize Poems are excellent —...




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