 This was the truest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word ; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high...  THE DUBLIN UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE - 第 463 頁HODGES SMITH 著 - 1856完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1862 - 180 頁
...To lie in date, while angels wait With dars for tapers tall, And the dark rock-pines, like toffing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand...that lonely land To lay him in the grave ? In that ftrange grave without a name, Whence his uncoffin'd clay Shall break again, O wondrous thought! Before... | |
 | Lays - 1862 - 406 頁
...pen On the deathless page truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honour ? The hill-side for his pall, To lie in state while...angels wait With stars for tapers tall. And the dark rook pines like tossing plumss Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand in that lonely land To lay... | |
 | Robert Hall Baynes - 1862 - 180 頁
...To lie in ftate, while angels wait With ftars for tapers tall, And the dark rock-pines, like toffing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand in that lonely land To lay him in the grave t In that ftrange grave without a name, Whence his uncoffin'd clay Shall break again, O wondrous thought... | |
 | Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott - 1862 - 418 頁
...the deathless page, words half so sage As he wrote down for men. 327 And ha,l he not high honour ! The hillside for his pall, To lie in state while Angels wait, With stars fnr tapers toll ; The dark rock pines, like tossing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And Clod's own hand,... | |
 | Bourchier Wrey Savile - 1862 - 308 頁
...pall, To lie in ftate while angels wait, With ftars for tapers tall ; The dark rock-pines, like toffing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand, in that lovely land, To lay him in the grave f In that deep grave without a name, Whence his uncoffined clay... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 390 頁
...deathless page, truths half so sage, As he wrote down for men. 8. And had he not high honor ? The hill side for his pall ; To lie in state while angels wait With...hand, in that lonely land, To lay him in the grave ; • . 9. In that deep grave, without a name, Whence his uncoffined clay Shall break again — most... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1863 - 420 頁
...honour? The hillside for his pall, To lio in state while Angels wait, With stars for tapers tall ; The dark rock pines, like tossing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand, in that lovely land, To lay him in the grave ! In that deep grave without a name, Whence his uncoffined clay... | |
 | Cecil Frances Alexander - 1865 - 342 頁
...for a pall, To lie in state while angels wait With stars for tapers tall, And the dark rock-pines, like tossing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's...that lonely land, To lay him in the grave ? In that strange grave without a name, Whence his uncoffin'd clay Shall break again, O wondrous thought ! Before... | |
 | 1865 - 786 頁
...pen, On the deathless page truth half go sago As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honour ? The hill-side for his pall, To lie in state while...angels wait With stars for tapers tall ; And the dark rock-pines, like tossing plumes, Over hie bier to wave, And God's own hand, in that lonely land, To... | |
 | Bourchier Wrey Savile - 1865 - 310 頁
...pen, On the deathless page, words half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honour ? The hill-side for his pall, To lie in state while angels wait, With stars for tapers tall ; The dark rock-pines, like tossing plumes, Over his bier to wave, And God's own hand, in that lovely... | |
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