 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pàgines
...meet To our King.' 45 Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief • From her people wildly rose, As death withdrew his shades from the day ; 50 While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light... | |
 | English poetry - 1869 - 328 pàgines
...meet To our king." Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose ; As...death withdrew his shades from the day ; While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away ! Now... | |
 | William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - 200 pàgines
...meet To our king." Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose, As death withdrew his shades from the day ; While the sun looked shining bright, O'er a wide and woful sight Where the fires of funeral light Died away. Now... | |
 | 1869 - 444 pàgines
...submission meet To our King.' Then Denmark blest our chief . • As death withdrew his shades from the day I While the sun look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away. Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 pàgines
...meet To our King.'— Then Denmark blessed onr chief, That .he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose, As death withdrew his shades from tha day. While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 pàgines
...meet To our King." YL Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose, As death...bright O'er a wide and woeful sight. Where the fires of funeral light Died away. vIL Now joy, Old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal... | |
 | William Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 pàgines
...meet To our king." — Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose, As death...While the sun look'd smiling bright, O'er a wide and woful sight Where the fires of funeral light Died away. Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1870 - 456 pàgines
...To our King."— TI. Then Denmark blest our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief, From her people wildly rose ; —...death withdrew his shades from the day, While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away. —... | |
 | 1870 - 464 pàgines
...meet To our King.' 45 s Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose, As death withdrew his shades from the day; 50 While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light... | |
 | Alexander Kennedy Isbister - 1870 - 420 pàgines
...make submission meet To our King.' As Death withdrew his shades from the day ; While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away ! Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal... | |
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Ye are brothers ! ye are men ! And we conquer but to save : So peace instead of death let us bring ; But yield, proud foe, thy fleet, With the crews, at England's feet, And make submission meet To our king. 
