Poems, Narrative and LyricalW. D. Ticknor, 1844 - 216 pagina's |
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Pagina ii
... hand . ' He offers no flowers , he promises no rich jewels ; — ' Gifts yet more princely Jarl Egill bestows , For girdle his great arm Around thee he throws ; The bark of a sea - king For palace , gives he , While mad waves and winds ...
... hand . ' He offers no flowers , he promises no rich jewels ; — ' Gifts yet more princely Jarl Egill bestows , For girdle his great arm Around thee he throws ; The bark of a sea - king For palace , gives he , While mad waves and winds ...
Pagina 18
... hand bears aloft the dark death - laden banner . V. ' Mine own death's in this clenched hand ; I know the noble trust ; These limbs must rot on yonder strand , - These lips must lick its dust , But shall this dusky standard quail In the ...
... hand bears aloft the dark death - laden banner . V. ' Mine own death's in this clenched hand ; I know the noble trust ; These limbs must rot on yonder strand , - These lips must lick its dust , But shall this dusky standard quail In the ...
Pagina 19
... hands in martial bout Have ne'er belied their tongue ; Nor keener from their castled rock Rush eagles on their prey , Than , panting for the battle - shock , Young Harald leads the way . ' It is thus that tall Harald , in terrible ...
... hands in martial bout Have ne'er belied their tongue ; Nor keener from their castled rock Rush eagles on their prey , Than , panting for the battle - shock , Young Harald leads the way . ' It is thus that tall Harald , in terrible ...
Pagina 20
... hands are wrung Above the salt sea foam ; The wave that bears me from thy bower , Shall never bear me home ; Brynhilda ! seek another love , But ne'er wed one like me , Who death foredoomed from above Joys in his destiny . ' Thus ...
... hands are wrung Above the salt sea foam ; The wave that bears me from thy bower , Shall never bear me home ; Brynhilda ! seek another love , But ne'er wed one like me , Who death foredoomed from above Joys in his destiny . ' Thus ...
Pagina 26
... hand ! Fair daughter of Einar , Golden - haired maid ! The lord of yon brown bark , And lord of this blade ; The joy of the ocean , - Of warfare and wind , Hath boune him to woo thee , And thou must be kind . So stoutly Jarl Egill wooed ...
... hand ! Fair daughter of Einar , Golden - haired maid ! The lord of yon brown bark , And lord of this blade ; The joy of the ocean , - Of warfare and wind , Hath boune him to woo thee , And thou must be kind . So stoutly Jarl Egill wooed ...
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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