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" But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here. Shall we build to affection and love ? Ah, no ! they have withered and died, Or fled with the spirit above ; Friends, brothers, and sisters are laid side by... "
American Monthly Knickerbocker - Sivu 53
1836
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 sivua
...no ! they bave*withered and died, Or fled with the spirit above. Friends, brothers, and sisters arc laid side by side, Yet none have saluted, and none...sigh meets mine ear, Which Compassion itself could relievo. Ah, sweetly they slumber, nor love, hope, or fear ; Peace ! peace is the watchword, the only...

Selections from the British Poets: Chronologically Arranged from Chaucer to ...

1851 - 496 sivua
...reveller here. Shall we build to affection and love ? Ah ! no : they have wither' d and died, Or fled with the spirit above — Friends, brothers, and sisters,...have replied. Unto sorrow ? The dead cannot grieve ; Nor a sob, nor a sigh meets mine ear, Which compassion itself could relieve : Ah ! sweetly they slumber,...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 sivua
...reveller here. Shall we build to Affection and Love ? Ah no ! they have withered and died, Or fled with the spirit above. Friends, brothers, and sisters...replied. Unto sorrow ? — the Dead cannot grieve j Not a sob, not a sigh meets mine ear, Which Compassion itself could relieve. Ah, sweetly the)»slumber,...

The Mothers' friend, ed. by Ann Jane, Niteet 4–7

Ann Jane - 1851 - 964 sivua
...child—lover and friend, are resting side by side, where the tongue is silent and the heart is cold— " Friends, brothers, and sisters are laid side by side, Yet none have saluted, and none have replied; Ah, sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love nor fear, Peace, peace, is the watchword—the only one there."...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: on the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 sivua
...forbid Save the tinsel that shines on the dark coffin-lid. To the pleasures which Mirth can afford, Unto Sorrow? — the Dead cannot grieve; Not a sob,...relieve. Ah! sweetly they slumber, nor love, hope, or fear; Peace ! peace is the watchword, the only one here. Unto Heath, to whom monarchs must bow ?...

Adonijah, Nide 658

Jane Margaret Strickland - 1856 - 300 sivua
...opened his eyes, seemed to recognise her familiar features, and smiled as he expired. CHAPTER XIX. " The dead cannot grieve ; Not a sob, not a sigh, meets...itself could relieve ; Ah ! sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love, or fear ; Peace, peace, is the watchword, the only one here." JULIUS CLAUDIUS found himself...

Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 sivua
...reveller here. Shall we build to Affection and Love 1 Ah, no ! they have withered and died, Or fled with the spirit above, — Friends, brothers, and sisters, are laid side by side, Yet none Lave saluted and none have replied. Unto Sorrow ? The dead cannot grieve, — Not a sob, not a sigh...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 sivua
...saluted, and none have replicd. 110 WOLCOT. [GEORGE in. Unto Sorrow? — the Dead cannot grieve; Nut a sob, not a sigh meets mine ear. Which Compassion...relieve. Ah ! sweetly they slumber, nor love, hope, or fear ; Peace ! peace is the watchword, the only one here. Unto Death, to whom monarchs must bow...

Black's Picturesque Guide to Yorkshire

1858 - 344 sivua
...Oh, no 1 Affrighied, he shrinkcth away ; " Unto Sorrow ? The dead cannot griere, — Not a sob, nor a sigh meets mine ear, Which compassion itself could relieve ; Ah, sweetly they slumber, nor hone, love, or fear ; Peace, peace is the watch-word, tne only one here ! " Unto Death, to whom monarchs...

A Selection of Poetry

Harvey Marriott - 1859 - 284 sivua
...reveller here. Shall we build to affection and love ? Ah, no ! they have withered and died, Or fled with the spirit above ; Friends, brothers, and sisters...itself could relieve ! Ah ! sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love, nor fear : Peace, peace is the watchword, the only one here. Unto Death, to whom monarchs...




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