 But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. "Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an...  The Hawthorne Readers - Страница 317написао/ла Edward Everett Hale (Jr.) - 1904Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Thomas Campbell - 1809 - 148 страница
...danger shall not tarry; 131 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 heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 страница
...the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. » The evil spirit of the waters. 35 But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night...rode armed men, Their- trampling sounded nearer.' Oh haste thee, haste !' the lady cries, * Though tempests round us gather ; ' I'll meet the raging... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 страница
...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 apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ;* And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. 9 The evil spirit of the waters. But still as wilder... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 414 страница
...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 apace, The water-wraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark, as they were speaking. " Oh ! haste thee, haste ;" the lady cries, " Though... | |
 | 1811 - 462 страница
...danger shall uot tarry , 'So, though the waves arc raging white, ' I'll row yon o'er the ferry.*— " By this the storm grew loud apace, "The 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 wind, " And as the... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 страница
...In danger shall not tarry : " So, tho' 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 scowle of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And... | |
 | 1817 - 292 страница
...highland sterility, and bare rocks, which we had eft behind us ; but here again — —the water wraith was shrieking, And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as ice were speaking.* The road to Stirling winded serpentinely round the town, so that we had it always... | |
 | 1821 - 438 страница
...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 apace. The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of hcav'n each face Crew dark as they were speaking. But still as. wilder blew the wind, And as the night... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 страница
...ferry.'— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; 2 And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — ' Oh haste thee, haste !' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather ; ' I'll meet the raging... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 254 страница
...ferry.'— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking i* And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder hlew the wind, And as the nrght grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded... | |
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