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" Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries No more I weep ; They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see... "
The Anti-Gallican, Or, Standard of British Loyalty, Religion, and Liberty - Page 176
1803
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray LL.B., Late Professor of Modern Languages ...

Thomas Gray - 1799 - 186 pages
...amidst your dying country's cries " No more I weep [4], They do not sleep. " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit, they linger yet, " Avengers of their native land : (o) The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Camden and others observe, that eagles used annually...
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The Poetical Works: Of Thomas Gray, ... with Some Account of His Life and ...

Thomas Gray - 1800 - 223 pages
...amidst your dying country's cries " No more I weep [14]. They do not sleep. " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit, they linger yet, " Avengers of their native land: (o) The famish*d eagle screams, and passes by, Camden and others observe, that eagles used annually...
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The Anti-Gallican: Or, Standard of British Loyalty, Religion and Liberty ...

1904 - 496 pages
...of the murd'rous Gaul, On Alexandria's shoie. Yet cease to weep : they do not sleep Through ihe bright sky, a heavenly band I see them sit, they linger...The dread of Gallia's scatter'd host. Still gallant Si DJJKY ploughs the <!eep, Who chas'd thee, Consul fell ! from Acre's wall, And soon his force my...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray

Thomas Gray - 1804 - 207 pages
...amidst your dying country's cries " No more I weep [14]. They do not sleep. " On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, " I see them sit, they linger yet, " Avengers of their native land : " With me in dreadful harmony they join, " And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy " line g."...
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Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 72 pages
...your dying country's cries...... * Ho more I -weep. They do not sleep; ' On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, * I see them sit; they linger yet, * Avengers of their native land; * With me in dreadful harmony they join, 1 Andweavejwith bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. 1....
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The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems, and Correspondence ..., Volume 1

Thomas Gray - 1807
...amidst your dying country's cries ' No more I weep. They do not sleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a griesly band, ' I see them sit, they linger yet, ' Avengers of their native land : ' With me in dreadful harmony they join, 'And * weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.'...
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Specimens of the British poets, Volume 2, Part 1

British poets - 1809
...dy'd amidst your dying country's crie No more I weep. They do not sleep ; On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit ; they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ; With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.' II. 1....
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The Muses' Bower,: Embellished with the Beauties of English Poetry, Volume 1

English poetry - 1809
...amidst your dying country's cries ' No more I weep. They do not sleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, ' I see them sit, they linger yet, ' Avengers of their native land : ' With me in dreadful harmony they join, ' And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.1 II....
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Elegant Extracts, Volumes 1-2

Vicesimus Knox - 1809
...dying country's cries ' No more 1 weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, 1 . 152- MansPronencsstopospone Improvement . Of min's miraculous : ' With me in dreadful harmony theyjoin, ' And weave with bloody hands the tissue of th; [liw'. II....
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The words of the most favourite pieces, performed at the Glee club ..., Volume 1

Glee club, Richard Clark - 1814 - 435 pages
...amidst your dying country's cries. ' No more I weep. They do not sleep. ' On yonder cliffs, a grizly band, ' I see them sit, they linger yet, ' Avengers of their native land : < With me, in dreadful harmony, they join, ' And weave, with bloody hands, the tissue of thy line.'...
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