Poems, Narrative and LyricalW. D. Ticknor, 1844 - 216 pagina's |
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Pagina 19
... face ; And I the last of a great line , — The Self - devoted , long To lift on high the Runic sign Which gives my name to song . In battle - field young Harald falls Amid a slaughtered foe , But backward never bears this flag , While ...
... face ; And I the last of a great line , — The Self - devoted , long To lift on high the Runic sign Which gives my name to song . In battle - field young Harald falls Amid a slaughtered foe , But backward never bears this flag , While ...
Pagina 30
... They waxed and they waned , They passed to and fro , While lurid fires gleamed o'er Their faces of snow ; Their stony eyes moveless , Did glare on me long , Then sullen they chanted : ' The Sword and the 30 THE WOOING SONG OF.
... They waxed and they waned , They passed to and fro , While lurid fires gleamed o'er Their faces of snow ; Their stony eyes moveless , Did glare on me long , Then sullen they chanted : ' The Sword and the 30 THE WOOING SONG OF.
Pagina 43
... face , nor heard The music o ' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness , And happy could I die , Did I but ken your heart still dreamed O ' bygane days and me ! MY HEID IS LIKE TO REND , WILLIE . My JEANIE 43 MORRISON .
... face , nor heard The music o ' your tongue ; But I could hug all wretchedness , And happy could I die , Did I but ken your heart still dreamed O ' bygane days and me ! MY HEID IS LIKE TO REND , WILLIE . My JEANIE 43 MORRISON .
Pagina 44
... me shed by your hair , And look into the face , Willie , I never sall see mair ! I'm sittin ' on your knee , Willie , For the last time in my life , - - A puir heart - broken thing , Willie , A My Heid is like to rend, Willie,
... me shed by your hair , And look into the face , Willie , I never sall see mair ! I'm sittin ' on your knee , Willie , For the last time in my life , - - A puir heart - broken thing , Willie , A My Heid is like to rend, Willie,
Pagina 61
... face gleamed in the moon , As richly as in full - fleshed pride , Bright roses burst in June ; Methought she was the maiden mild , That whilome loved the wandering Childe ! But it was not her former love That wandered with her there , O ...
... face gleamed in the moon , As richly as in full - fleshed pride , Bright roses burst in June ; Methought she was the maiden mild , That whilome loved the wandering Childe ! But it was not her former love That wandered with her there , O ...
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agony Allah Andrew Henderson bark beauty blade blood bosom bower brave breath bright bright eye brow burst cauld cheek Chirrup chivalry cold dark Daughter of Einar death doom doth doun dream earth endearing Farewell feel flower foam fond frae glad Glasgow gleaming glee glory gone green Grenada hand hark hath hauberk heart heaven Heigho hour il allah Jarl Egill Jeanie Morrison kiss thee lady land leaf life's light lips Lord love's luve madness maiden merry midnight midnight wind moonshine Motherwell murmured mute Nameless Tomb ne'er night Northmen o'er ocean Ouglou ower Paisley pale proud scorn Sea-King shadows shore sigh sing Skalds skink sleep smile song sound spirit stars strand stream sweet sword tall tear thine thundering tree voice vows wandering Water wave weary weep well-a-day wild WILLIAM MOTHERWELL Willie Wind and Rain wood yonder young Harald