 | Kensington series - 1872 - 232 pages
...make submission meet To our King." Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly...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 I For the tidings... | |
 | William Macneile Dixon - English poetry - 1910 - 972 pages
...make submission 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...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 John Courthope - English poetry - 1910 - 526 pages
...make submission meet To our King." VI Then Denmark blessed our chief, That he gave her wounds repose, And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly...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. VII... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1910 - 720 pages
...looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away. \ow joy, old England, raise For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light! And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that... | |
 | Frederick LANGBRIDGE - 1911 - 510 pages
...make submission meet To our King." Then Denmark bless'd our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1911 - 784 pages
...And make submission meet To our King." Then Denmark blest our chief, That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief, From her people wildly...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. •... | |
 | English poetry - 1911 - 242 pages
...make submission 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...death withdrew his shades from the day; While the sun looked smiling bright 51 O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away.... | |
 | Maude Morrison Frank - English language - 1911 - 216 pages
...suffer before he ever inflicts any. 84 Then Denmark blest 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 sky. 85 And when in other climes we meet Some isle or vale enchanting, Where all looks flowery wild... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1912 - 502 pages
...Then Denmark bless'd our chief That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief 10 From her people wildly rose, As death withdrew his...and woeful sight, Where the fires of funeral light 15 Died away. Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze,... | |
 | Poetry - 1912 - 624 pages
...As death withdrew his shades from the day; While the sun looked smiling bright O'er a wide and woful sight, Where the fires of funeral light Died away....tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light; And yet, amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that... | |
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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. 
