 | Thomas Campbell - 1809 - 148 страница
...my word! the bonny bird ' In 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...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 - 266 страница
...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. 9 The evil spirit of the waters. But still as wilder... | |
 | John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - 1810 - 508 страница
...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 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 страница
...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 apace, The water- wraith was shrieking ;» And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 страница
...word ! the bonny bird, " 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... | |
 | 1811 - 462 страница
...the bonny bir4 ' In 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...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1814 - 274 страница
...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 apace, The water- wraith was shrieking ; s And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | 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
...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 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
...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 apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; 2 And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew... | |
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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... 
