 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 396 pagina’s
..."And by my word! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." — The boat has left a stormy land,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 pagina’s
...And by my word! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry; So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry."— By this the storm grew...water-wraith was shrieking ;* And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wiiid, And as the night... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 pagina’s
...And by my word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white. Til row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pagina’s
...my word, the bonny bird . In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The watrr-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | 1855 - 458 pagina’s
...by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud...the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather; I '11 meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pagina’s
...by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " 0, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I '11 meet the raging of... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1855 - 406 pagina’s
...raging white* I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face...blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown ths glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.— I'll meet the raging of the skies, But... | |
 | Charlotte Phillips - 1855 - 188 pagina’s
...not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady ! So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry !" By this the storm grew loud apace, The water wraith was shrieking, And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 pagina’s
...by my word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I ll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud...the lady cries; "Though tempests round us gather, 1 11 meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." . The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy... | |
 | William Sherwood - 1856 - 466 pagina’s
...by my word, the bonny bird ' In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this, the storm grew...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — " 0, haste thee, haste ! " the lady cries, " Though tempest round us gather ; I'll meet the raging... | |
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By this the storm grew loud apace; The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling... 
