Poems, Narrative and LyricalW. D. Ticknor, 1844 - 216 pagina's |
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Pagina 16
... strand. The waters of the mighty deep, The wild birds of the sky, Hear it like vengeance shoreward sweep, Where moody men must die. The waves wax wroth beneath our keel,The clouds above us lower, They know the battle-sign, and feel All ...
... strand. The waters of the mighty deep, The wild birds of the sky, Hear it like vengeance shoreward sweep, Where moody men must die. The waves wax wroth beneath our keel,The clouds above us lower, They know the battle-sign, and feel All ...
Pagina 15
... strand ; The warriors of the world are forth To choose another land ! Again , their long keels sheer the wave , Their broad sheets court the breeze ; Again , the reckless and the brave , Ride lords of weltering seas . Nor swifter from ...
... strand ; The warriors of the world are forth To choose another land ! Again , their long keels sheer the wave , Their broad sheets court the breeze ; Again , the reckless and the brave , Ride lords of weltering seas . Nor swifter from ...
Pagina 16
... strand . The waters of the mighty deep , The wild birds of the sky , Hear it like vengeance shoreward sweep , Where moody men must die . The waves wax wroth beneath our keel , - The clouds above us lower , They know the battle - sign ...
... strand . The waters of the mighty deep , The wild birds of the sky , Hear it like vengeance shoreward sweep , Where moody men must die . The waves wax wroth beneath our keel , - The clouds above us lower , They know the battle - sign ...
Pagina 17
... . ' I bear Sigurdir's batle - flag Through sunshine , or through gloom ; Through swelling surge on bloody strand I plant the scroll of doom ! On Scandia's lonest , bleakest waste , Beneath a starless 3 OF SIGURD . 17.
... . ' I bear Sigurdir's batle - flag Through sunshine , or through gloom ; Through swelling surge on bloody strand I plant the scroll of doom ! On Scandia's lonest , bleakest waste , Beneath a starless 3 OF SIGURD . 17.
Pagina 18
... strand , - These lips must lick its dust , But shall this dusky standard quail In the red slaughter - day ; Or shall this heart its purpose fail , - This arm forget to slay ? I trample down such idle doubt ; Harald's high blood 18 THE ...
... strand , - These lips must lick its dust , But shall this dusky standard quail In the red slaughter - day ; Or shall this heart its purpose fail , - This arm forget to slay ? I trample down such idle doubt ; Harald's high blood 18 THE ...
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