Gertrude of Wyoming: And Other Poems, Svazek 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1814 - Počet stran: 250 |
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Strana 9
... running brook ; And happy where no Rhenish trumpet sung , On plains no sieging mine's volcano shook , The blue - ey'd German chang'd his sword to pruning- hook . V. Nor far some Andalusian saraband Would sound to many B 5 9.
... running brook ; And happy where no Rhenish trumpet sung , On plains no sieging mine's volcano shook , The blue - ey'd German chang'd his sword to pruning- hook . V. Nor far some Andalusian saraband Would sound to many B 5 9.
Strana 62
... sword and plume in haste array'd . One short embrace — he clasp'd his dearest care— But hark ! what nearer war - drum shakes the glade ? Joy , joy ! Columbia's friends are trampling through the shade ! XXI . Then came of every race the ...
... sword and plume in haste array'd . One short embrace — he clasp'd his dearest care— But hark ! what nearer war - drum shakes the glade ? Joy , joy ! Columbia's friends are trampling through the shade ! XXI . Then came of every race the ...
Strana 63
... sword beneath the Highland thistle shines . XXII . And in , the buskin'd hunters of the deer , To Albert's home , with shout and cymbal throng : - Rous'd by their warlike pomp , and mirth , and cheer , Old Outalissi woke his battle song ...
... sword beneath the Highland thistle shines . XXII . And in , the buskin'd hunters of the deer , To Albert's home , with shout and cymbal throng : - Rous'd by their warlike pomp , and mirth , and cheer , Old Outalissi woke his battle song ...
Strana 66
... short that contemplation - sad and short The pause to bid each much - lov'd scene adieu ! Beneath the very shadow of the fort , Where friendly swords were drawn , and banners flew ; Ah ! who could deem that foot of Indian erew 66.
... short that contemplation - sad and short The pause to bid each much - lov'd scene adieu ! Beneath the very shadow of the fort , Where friendly swords were drawn , and banners flew ; Ah ! who could deem that foot of Indian erew 66.
Strana 71
... swords , were seen Toveil their eyes , as pass'd each much - lov'd shroud— While woman's softer soul in woe dissolv'd aloud . XXXIV . Then mournfully the parting bugle bid Its farewell , o'er the grave of worth and truth ; Prone to the ...
... swords , were seen Toveil their eyes , as pass'd each much - lov'd shroud— While woman's softer soul in woe dissolv'd aloud . XXXIV . Then mournfully the parting bugle bid Its farewell , o'er the grave of worth and truth ; Prone to the ...
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Albert's amidst ARGYLESHIRE arms Athunree bark battle bawn behold beneath bird bleeding blood bosom Bourgo's bow'r Brandt breath brothers burst calumet chief Christian Connocht Moran's cried Culloden dark dead dear death deer desolate dream eagle enemies England Erin Erin go bragh ev'n eyes father's fire flow'r GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's Glenara grief hand heard heart heav'n Highland hills Indian Innisfail Irish isles kindred knew lady land light Lochiel lonely look'd loud lov'd LOVE LIES BLEEDING morn mountain never night O'CONNOR'S CHILD o'er Oneyda pale peace Pennsylvanian pirogue plume pow'r Prince psaltery roar rock round rush'd savannas second sight seem'd seers shore Sir John Johnson sire song soul spirit star storm stormy tempests blow stranger sweet sword tears thee thou Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision Waldegrave's wampum warrior weep wild woods wrath YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Strana 148 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Strana 165 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Strana 176 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Strana 164 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.
Strana 155 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Strana 161 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. — And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. His horsemen hard behind us ride ; Should they our...
Strana 136 - Glenullin ! whose bride shall await, Like a love-lighted watch-fire, all night at the gate. A steed comes at morning : no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair.
Strana 148 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Strana 156 - British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime, As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death ; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flush'd To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rush'd O'er the deadly space between.
Strana 159 - 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 sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.