Poems, Narrative and LyricalW. D. Ticknor, 1844 - 216 pagina's |
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... round it shall the lightnings spread , From swords that never spare . ' So rush the hero - words from the Death - doomed one , While Skalds harp aloud the renown of his fathers . VII . ' Flag ! from your folds , and fiercely wake War ...
... round it shall the lightnings spread , From swords that never spare . ' So rush the hero - words from the Death - doomed one , While Skalds harp aloud the renown of his fathers . VII . ' Flag ! from your folds , and fiercely wake War ...
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... cleek'd thegither hame ? And mind ye o ' the Saturdays , ( The scule then skail't at noon , ) When we ran aff to speel the braes - The broomy braes o ' June ? My head rins round and round about , My heart 40 MORRISON . JEANIE.
... cleek'd thegither hame ? And mind ye o ' the Saturdays , ( The scule then skail't at noon , ) When we ran aff to speel the braes - The broomy braes o ' June ? My head rins round and round about , My heart 40 MORRISON . JEANIE.
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William Motherwell. My head rins round and round about , My heart flows like a sea , As ane by ane the thochts rush back O ' scule - time and o ' thee . O , mornin ' life ! O , mornin ' luve ! O lichtsome days and lang , When hinnied ...
William Motherwell. My head rins round and round about , My heart flows like a sea , As ane by ane the thochts rush back O ' scule - time and o ' thee . O , mornin ' life ! O , mornin ' luve ! O lichtsome days and lang , When hinnied ...
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... round ! They hammered irons on my hand , And irons on my knee ; They bound me fast with many a band , To pillar and to tree ; They flung me in a loathsome pit , Where loathly things were rife , - Where newte , and toad , and rat would ...
... round ! They hammered irons on my hand , And irons on my knee ; They bound me fast with many a band , To pillar and to tree ; They flung me in a loathsome pit , Where loathly things were rife , - Where newte , and toad , and rat would ...
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... moon - ship scuds before the breeze , - Hark , how sky - billows sound ! Drink , Flesh and Blood ! then trip with me , One measure round the Madman's Tree ! 6 HALBERT THE GRIM . THERE is blood on that brow THE 65 MADMAN'S LOVE .
... moon - ship scuds before the breeze , - Hark , how sky - billows sound ! Drink , Flesh and Blood ! then trip with me , One measure round the Madman's Tree ! 6 HALBERT THE GRIM . THERE is blood on that brow THE 65 MADMAN'S LOVE .
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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