| British anthology - 1825 - 460 trang
...pious work Of names once famed, now dubious or forgot, And buried 'midst the wreck of things which were : There lie interr'd the more illustrious dead....I never heard a sound so dreary : Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird Rook'd in the spire screams loud ; the gloomy ailes Black plaster'd,... | |
| William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 trang
...the pious work Of names onee fam'd, now dubious or forgot, And bury'd midst the wreek of things whieh r them ordain His dark materials to ereate new worlds...on the brink of Hell, and look'da while, Pond'ring ereak, and'windows elap, and night's foul bird, Rook'd in the spire, sereams loud : the gloomy aisles,... | |
| Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1826 - 242 trang
...pious work Of names once famed, now dubious or forgot, And buried mid the wreck of things that were. The wind is up : hark ! how it howls : methinks Till...I never heard a sound so dreary. Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird Hooked in the spire, screams loud ; the gloomy aisles Black plaistered,... | |
| John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 trang
...the pious work Of names once famed, now dubious or forgot, And bury'd midst the wreck of things which were: There lie interr'd the more illustrious dead....I never heard a sound so dreary! Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird, R ook'd in the spire, screams loud: t he gloomy aisles, Black-plaster'd,... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 trang
...fam'd, now dubious or forgot, And buried midst the wreck of things which were ; There lie intcrr'd the more illustrious dead. The wind is up: hark! how...I never heard a sound so dreary : Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird, Rook'd in the spire, screams loud: the gloomy aisles, Black-plaster'd,... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 trang
...once famed, now dubious or forgot, And buried midst the wreck of things which were: There lie interred ٢ + ! methinka Till now I never heard a sound so dreary 1 Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul... | |
| Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - 372 trang
...the pious work Of names once famed, now dubious or forgot, And buried midst the wreck of things which were ; There lie interr'd the more illustrious dead....I never heard a sound so dreary . Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird, Rook'd in the spire, screams loud : the gloomy aisles Black plaster'd,... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 trang
...famed, now dubious or forgot, And buried midst the wreck of things which were : There lie interred himself windows clap, and night's foul bird, Rocked in the spire, screams loud : the gloomy aisles, Black -... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 trang
...famed, now dubious or forgot, And buried midst the wreck of things which were : There lie interred the life of man, ;his comes the nearest to our heart, and is that wherein ;he proudest of us all feels во dreary ! Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird, Rocked in the spire, screams loud... | |
| 1845 - 864 trang
...were. There He interr'd the mi.re illustrious dead. The wind Is up: hark ! how It howls ' Me think*. Till now, I never heard a sound so dreary : Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird Rook'd in the spire screams loud ; th- gluomy aisle* Black pla*Ur'd,... | |
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