Poems in Two Volumes: Containing Gertrude of Wyoming and Miscellaneous Pieces, Bände 1-2Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810 |
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... dreaming land ' Shouldst thou to - morrow with thy mother meet , Oh ! tell her spirit , that the white man's hand • Hath pluck'd the thorns of sorrow from thy feet ; • While I in lonely wilderness shall greet Thy little 23.
... dreaming land ' Shouldst thou to - morrow with thy mother meet , Oh ! tell her spirit , that the white man's hand • Hath pluck'd the thorns of sorrow from thy feet ; • While I in lonely wilderness shall greet Thy little 23.
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... or is it but a dream ? “ And wilt thou , Waldegrave , wilt thou leave us more ? ' No , never ! thou that yet dost lovelier seem " Than aught on earth - than - ev'n thyself of yore- ' I will not part thee from thy father's shore 43.
... or is it but a dream ? “ And wilt thou , Waldegrave , wilt thou leave us more ? ' No , never ! thou that yet dost lovelier seem " Than aught on earth - than - ev'n thyself of yore- ' I will not part thee from thy father's shore 43.
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... dreams : Dismal to her the forge of battle gleams Portentous light ! and music's voice is dumb ; Save where the fife its shrill reveillè screams , Or midnight streets re - echo to the drum , That speaks of mad'ning strife , and ...
... dreams : Dismal to her the forge of battle gleams Portentous light ! and music's voice is dumb ; Save where the fife its shrill reveillè screams , Or midnight streets re - echo to the drum , That speaks of mad'ning strife , and ...
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... dream accurs'd , Emotions unintelligible burst ; And long his filmed eye is red and dim ; At length the pity - proffer'd cup his thirst Had half assuag'd , and nerv'd his shuddering limb , When Albert's hand he grasp'd ; —but Albert ...
... dream accurs'd , Emotions unintelligible burst ; And long his filmed eye is red and dim ; At length the pity - proffer'd cup his thirst Had half assuag'd , and nerv'd his shuddering limb , When Albert's hand he grasp'd ; —but Albert ...
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... dreaming land . Shouldst thou the spirit of thy mother greet . There is nothing ( says Charlevoix ) in which these barbarians carry their superstitions farther , than in F 5 what regards dreams , but they vary greatly in their 105.
... dreaming land . Shouldst thou the spirit of thy mother greet . There is nothing ( says Charlevoix ) in which these barbarians carry their superstitions farther , than in F 5 what regards dreams , but they vary greatly in their 105.
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Albert's amidst ARGYLESHIRE arms Athunree bark battle bawn behold beneath bird bleeding blood bosom Bourgo bow'r Brandt breath brothers burst calumet chief Christian Connocht Moran's cried Culloden dark dear death deer desolate dream eagle enemies England Erin Erin go bragh ev'n eyes father's fire flow'r GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's Glenara grief hand heard heart heav'n Highland hills Indian Innisfail Ireland Irish isles kindred knew lady land light Lochiel lonely look'd loud lov'd LOVE LIES BLEEDING morn mountain never night O'Connor's child o'er pale peace plume pow'r Prince psaltery roar rock round rush'd savannas Scotland second sight seem'd seers shore Sir John Johnson sire song soul spirit Stanza 23 star storm stormy tempests blow stranger sweet sword tears thee THOMAS CAMPBELL thou Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision Waldegrave's wampum warrior weep wild woods wrath
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Seite 27 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Seite 26 - 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 6 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Seite 43 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.
Seite 16 - But its bridle is- red with the sign of despair. Weep Albin ! to death and captivity led ! Oh weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead : For a merciless sword on Culloden shall wave, Culloden ! that reeks with the blood of the brave.
Seite 55 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Seite 19 - For the red eye of battle is shut in despair. Say, mounts he the ocean-wave, banished, forlorn, Like a limb from his country cast bleeding and torn...
Seite 14 - LOCHIEL ! Lochiel, beware of the day When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array ! For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight, And the clans of Culloden are scattered in fight...
Seite 40 - 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 ; Should they our...
Seite 130 - That in ancient times a herd of these tremendous animals came to the Big-bone licks, and began an universal destruction of the bear, deer, elks, buffaloes, and other animals which had been created for the use of the Indians...