 | 1820 - 544 pàgines
...pilot in the blast, O'er untravell'd seas to roam. Yet lives the blood of England in our vein*; • And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame, Which no tyranny can tame By its chains:1 While the language free and bold Which the bard of Avon sung, In which our Milton told How... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pàgines
...Since our Fathers left their homey . Their pilot in the blast, O'er untravell'd seas to roam, Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not...vault of Heaven rung When Satan, blasted, fell with his host ; While this, with rev'rence meet, Ten thousand echoes greet, From rock to rock repeat Round... | |
 | 1820 - 490 pàgines
...in the blast. OVr unrrnveU'dseas to roam, Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ; And shall ue not proclaim That blood of honest fame. Which no tyranny can tame By in chains '. While the language free and bold "Which the bard of Avon nunjj In which our Milton told... | |
 | 1822 - 764 pàgines
...Since our fathers left their home, Their pilot in the blast, O'er untravell'd seas to roam, Yet lives the blood of England in our veins! And shall we not...vault of heaven rung When Satan, blasted, fell with his host ; While this, with rev'rencc meet, Ten thousand echoes greet, From rock to rock repeat Round... | |
 | 1825 - 492 pàgines
...untravelled seas to roam, Yet lives the hlood of England in our veint; And shall we not proclaim That hlood of honest fame 'Which no tyranny can tame By its chains ? While the language free and hold Which the hard of Avon sung, In which our Milton told, How the vault of Heaven rung, When Satan,... | |
 | 1826 - 450 pàgines
...honest fame Which no tyraony can tame By its chains .' While the language free and hold Which the hard of Avon sung, In which our Milton told How the vault of Heaven rung, When Satan, hlasted, fell with all his host ; While these with reverence meet, Ten thousand echoes greet, And from... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...Since our Fathers left their home. Their pilot in the blast, O'er untravell'd seas to roam, Yet lives lock Bethoughthim, and he to himself would say: The winds are now devising fume Whieh.no tyranny can tame By its chains?' While the language free and bold Which the Bard of Avon... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 pàgines
...Since our fathers left their home, Their pilot in the blast, O'er un travelled seas to roam, Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ; And shall we not...chains ? While the language free and bold Which the hard of Avon sung, In which our Milton told How the vault of Heaven rung, When Satan, blasted, fell... | |
 | Montgomery Robert Bartlett - 1830 - 306 pàgines
...left their home, Their pilot in the blast, O'er trackless seas to roam, Yet runs the blood of Britons in our veins ; And shall we not proclaim That blood...By its chains? While the language, free and bold, By the Bard of Avon sung, As that which Milton told, How the vaults of heaven rung, 'Vhen Satan, blasted,... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 pàgines
...our fathers left their home, Their pilot in the blast, O'er untravelled seas to roam,— Yet lives the blood of England in our veins! And shall we not...honest fame, Which no tyranny can tame By its chains ? 13* While the language, free and bold, , Which the bard of Avon sung, , In which our Milton told... | |
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O'er untravelled seas to roam, — Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame, Which no tyranny can tame By its chains... 
