 | S. Phillips - 1860 - 406 ページ
...may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dress'd, Above the noble slain; He wrapped his colors round his breast, On a blood-red field of Spain. And...o'er her the myrtle showers, Its leaves by soft winds fanned ; She faded midst Italian flowers — The last of that fair band. And parted thus, they rest,... | |
 | Light - 1861 - 124 ページ
...one, He lies where pearls lie deep ; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. 40 And one o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves by soft winds fanned ; She faded midst Italian bowers, The last of that fair band. And parted thus they rest who... | |
 | John Laurie Blake - 1862 - 236 ページ
...his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; He wrapp'd his colours round his breast, On a blood-red field...the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd ; And parted thus they rest, who play'd Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they... | |
 | Johannes Scotus (pseud.) - 1862 - 280 ページ
...life amid the flowers and myrtle-groves of Ausonia's sunny clime and favoured shores ! CHAPTER X. " And one, o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned ; She faded midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band !" — Hemans. THOUGH we have... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1863 - 390 ページ
...yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where Southern vines are drest Above the noble slain : He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fann'd ; And parted thus they rest who play'd Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they pray'd... | |
 | Playtime - 1863 - 436 ページ
...yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines axe drest Above the noble slain : He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned ; She faded 'midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band. And parted thus they rest,... | |
 | 1863 - 150 ページ
...yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain : He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned ; She faded 'midst Italian flowers, — The last of that bright band. And parted thus they rest,... | |
 | John Hugh Hawley - 1865 - 166 ページ
...none O'er his low bed may weep. n. One sleeps where southern vines are dressed Above the noble slain : He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned ; She faded midst Italian flowers, The last of that bright band. And, parted thus, they rest,... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 ページ
...none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are dressed Above the noble slain; He wrapt his colours round his breast, On a blood-red...o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned; She faded midst Italian flowers, — The last of that bright band. And parted thus they rest,... | |
 | George William Lyttelton Baron Lyttelton - 1865 - 412 ページ
...low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest, Above the noble slain ; * Works, V. 301. He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one—for her the myrtle show'rs Its leaves by soft winds fann'd ; She faded 'midst Italian flowers,... | |
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The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one ; He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain ; He wrapt his colours round his breast On a blood-red field... 
