 | 1856 - 518 lapas
...night's goddess from her azure zone, To kiss the enamored wave that owns her spell. For these, — the dead, there tolls no funeral bell, Nor hearse, nor...sea-weed floats around to deck their watery bier. EDWABD A. MCLAUGHLIN. 130. GOLD. GOLD ! — many hunted, sweat, and bled for gold ; Waked all the night,... | |
 | Charles William Everest - 1860 - 484 lapas
...the lone dead there tolls no funeral bell ; Nor hearse, nor pall, nor mourning friends appear ! The affrighted sea-bird screams their passing knell, Upon...grave no flowers the spring shall rear, But sea-weed float around, to deck their watery bier. The winds shall waft this ruin o er the wave, To many an ear... | |
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Th' affrighted sea-bird screams their passing knell, Upon whose grave no flowers the Spring shall rear, But sea-weed floats around to deck their watery bier. The winds shall waft this ruin... 