 ROSE AYLMER 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.  The Gentleman's Magazine - 320 ページ1897全文表示 - この書籍について
 | Walter Savage Landor - 1882 - 546 ページ
...grave ; Her noble name she never changed, Nor was her nobler heart estranged. CCLXXIIL— ROSE AYLMER. Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. CCLXXIV. — TO js Many may yet recall the hours That saw thy lover's chosen flowers Nodding and dancing... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 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...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. DEATH OF THE DAT. Mr pictures blacken in their frames As night comes on. And youthful maids and wrinkled... | |
 | Mowbray Walter Morris - 1882 - 424 ページ
...what avails the sceptered race ! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rosy 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. WS Landor. JENNY. JENNY kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she... | |
 | Autumn leaves - 1882 - 210 ページ
...bound Fleet as the wind, but scarcely saw her there, Till on the goal she laid her fingers fair.' 9. ' Whom these wakeful eyes May weep but never see ; A...night of memories and of sighs, I consecrate to thee.' 10. ' That field with blood bedewed in vain, The desert of old Priam's pride.' EH 86. Two Diplomatists.... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 ページ
...Ah, what avails the sceptred race Î Ah, what the form divine Î What every virtue, every grace Î A U / aud of sighs I consecrate to thee. DEATH. Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 ページ
...on, play on, for then (who knows?) Ye who play here may here repose. Ah ! what avails the sceptered race ! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue,...eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and sighs I consecrate to thee. ON SOUTHEY'S DEATH. Friends, hear the words my wandering thoughts would... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 ページ
...on, play on, for then (who knows?) Ye who play here may here repose. Ah ! what avails the sceptered race ! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue,...eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and sighs ON SOUTHEY'S DEATH. Friends, hear the words my wandering thoughts would say, And cast them into... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 ページ
...the sceptred race, Oh what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were_ thine. Rose Aylmer whom these wakeful eyes May weep,...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY. I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife, Nature I loved, and... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 562 ページ
...race, Ah, what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace ! Hose Aylmer, all were thine, lioso Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never...night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. This was another of the jwems in the volume publish«! in 18.41 : — AN AKAB TO HIS MISTRESS. Agaimt... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 ページ
...Oh 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. ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY. I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife, Nature I loved, and... | |
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