 Bozzaris ! with the storied brave, Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, Like torn branch from death's leafless...  The New-York Review, and Atheneum Magazine - Sida 74redigerad av - 1825Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | Samuel Kettell - 1829 - 432 sidor
...with the storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee—there is no prouder grave, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, Like torn...death's leafless tree, In sorrow's pomp and pageantry, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, The heartless luxury of the tomb :.... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 sidor
...nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, A torn branch from death's leafless tree, In sorrow's pomp and pageantry, The heartless luxury of the... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sidor
...nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark...one Long loved and for a season gone. For thee her poets' lyre is wreathed. Her marble wrought, her music breathed : For thee she rings the birthday bells... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 366 sidor
...nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee— there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, A torn branch from death's leafless tree, In sorrow's pomp and pageantry, The heartless luxury of the... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 374 sidor
...nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee— there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, A torn branch from death's leafless tree, In sorrow's pomp and pageantry, The heartless luxury of the... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 sidor
...in Aer glo'ry's time, | Rest, thee — | 2there is no prouder grave, Even in Aer own proud clime,. | She wore no funeral weeds for thee', | Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume , LiAe torn branch from death's leafless tree,, | In sorrow's pomp, and pa'geantry, | The heartless... | |
 | Valentine Mott - 1842 - 468 sidor
...Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee ; there is no prouder grave Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark...pomp and pageantry. The heartless luxury of the tomb. * Probably Mr. Stephens and party ; as Mr. S., we find, in his tour in the East, speaks of a visit... | |
 | 1842 - 818 sidor
...honors to the hero's memory. It contains four lines which grate on our feelings very harshly, viz : " She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark...and pageantry, The heartless luxury of the tomb." Our taste recoils at this image, stretched to its utmost : read the passage omitting these lines, and... | |
 | Valentine Mott - 1842 - 490 sidor
...Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee ; there is no prouder grave Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark...plume, Like torn branch from Death's leafless tree, 1n sorrow's pomp and pageantry, The heartless luxury of the tomb. * Probabfy Mr. Stephens and party... | |
 | Valentine Mott - 1842 - 504 sidor
...Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee ; there is no prouder grave Even in her own proud clime. She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, Like lorn branch from Death's leafless tree, ID sorrow's pomp and pageantry, The heartless luxury of the... | |
| |
