The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell: In Two Volumes, Band 2Henry Colburn, 1828 |
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... seen the ruins of druidi- çal altars . VERSE 8. 1. 12 . And play my clarshech by thy side . The clarshech , or harp , the principal musical instrument of the Hibernian bards , does not appear to be of Irish origin , nor indigenous to ...
... seen the ruins of druidi- çal altars . VERSE 8. 1. 12 . And play my clarshech by thy side . The clarshech , or harp , the principal musical instrument of the Hibernian bards , does not appear to be of Irish origin , nor indigenous to ...
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... nor place of a vision before it appears ; and the same object is often seen by different persons living at a considerable distance from one another . The true way of judging as to the time and circumstances is 44 LOCHIEL'S WARNING .
... nor place of a vision before it appears ; and the same object is often seen by different persons living at a considerable distance from one another . The true way of judging as to the time and circumstances is 44 LOCHIEL'S WARNING .
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... seen . " When a shroud is seen about one , it is a sure prognostic of death . The time is judged according to the height of it about the person ; for if it is not seen above the middle , death is not to be expected for the space of a ...
... seen . " When a shroud is seen about one , it is a sure prognostic of death . The time is judged according to the height of it about the person ; for if it is not seen above the middle , death is not to be expected for the space of a ...
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... seen in the arms of those persons ; of which there are several instances . To see a seat empty at the time of sitting in it , is a presage of that person's death quickly after it . " When a novice , or one that has lately obtained the ...
... seen in the arms of those persons ; of which there are several instances . To see a seat empty at the time of sitting in it , is a presage of that person's death quickly after it . " When a novice , or one that has lately obtained the ...
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... ' Glenara ! Glenara ! now read me my dream ! ' O ! pale grew the cheek of that chieftain , I ween , When the shroud was unclosed , and no lady was seen ; When a voice from the kinsmen spoke louder in scorn GLENARA . 61.
... ' Glenara ! Glenara ! now read me my dream ! ' O ! pale grew the cheek of that chieftain , I ween , When the shroud was unclosed , and no lady was seen ; When a voice from the kinsmen spoke louder in scorn GLENARA . 61.
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adieu Aodh ARGYLESHIRE arms battle beauty's beneath bleeding bless blest blood bloom bosom Bourgo bower brave breath bright brother charms chief child clime Connocht Moran's cried Culdee Culloden dark dead dear death deep Dorset Street dream earth Erin Erin go bragh Ev'n fair fame fate fire flower Gael Glenara gloom glory green grief hallow'd hand harp hath heart HEARTS of oak Heaven Highland hour hush'd Innisfail Ireland Irish isle lady life's light Lochiel lonely look'd LOVE LIES BLEEDING Love's lover mansion memory mourn Nature's night O'Connor's o'er pale peace poor dog Tray Prince psaltery rapture Reullura Ritter Bann scene scorn Scotland second sight shade shore sigh sight sires smiled SONG soul spirit Stamp'd star storm stormy tempests blow sweet sword tears thee thine THOMAS CAMPBELL thou tomb Twas VERSE vision wave weep wild wrath
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Seite 56 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn; Till danger's troubled night depart And the star of peace return. Then, then, ye ocean-warriors! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow; When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the...
Seite 84 - O'er mountain, tower, and town. Or, mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the. eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Seite 82 - And yet, fair bow, no fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky.
Seite 54 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Seite 51 - O'er the deadly space between: "Hearts of oak!" our captains cried, when each gun From its adamantine lips Spread a death-shade round the ships, Like the hurricane eclipse Of the sun. Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back;— Their shots along the deep slowly boom:— Then ceased— and all is wail, As they strike the shatter'd sail; Or in conflagration pale, Light the gloom.
Seite 66 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, ' And this Lord Ullin's daughter. — ' And fast before her father's men ' Three days we've fled together, ' For should he find us in the glen, ' My blood would stain the heather. ' His horsemen hard behind us ride ;
Seite 68 - 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. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " O haste thee, haste ! " the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Seite 64 - Oh cruel fate ! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace — where no perils can chase me ? Never again, shall my brothers embrace me?
Seite 35 - Lo ! the death-shot of foemen out-speeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high! Ah! home let him speed, for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast? Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie that beacons the darkness of heaven. O crested Lochiel! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements' height, Heaven's fire is...
Seite 37 - Yon sight, that it freezes my spirit to tell ! Life flutters convulsed in his quivering limbs, And his blood-streaming nostril in agony swims. Accursed be the fagots that blaze at his feet, Where his heart shall be thrown, ere it ceases to beat, With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale LOCHIEL.