 | Thomas Campbell - 1809 - 148 страница
...slain her lover?' — Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, ' I'll go, my chief — I'm ready: — ' It is not for your silver bright; ' But for your winsome...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 страница
...have slain her lover ?'— Outspoke the hardy Highland wight ' I'll go, my chief—I'm ready:— ' It is not for your silver bright; • But for your winsome...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 страница
...her lover?' — 34 Outspoke the hardy Highland wight ' I'll go, my chief — I'm ready: — • ' It is not for your silver bright; ' But for your winsome...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... | |
 | John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - 1810 - 508 страница
...have slain her lover." Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief, I'm ready : It is net for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady....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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1810 - 386 страница
...they have slain her lover." Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief, I'm ready : " 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 loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking, And... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 страница
...slain her lover?" Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief, — I'm ready : — " It is not for your silver bright ; " But for your winsome...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,... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 1813 - 410 страница
...they have slain her lover?" Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, "I'll go, my chief,—I'm ready,— It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome...not tarry; So, though the waves are raging white, I'|l row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And... | |
 | 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.... | |
 | 1821 - 438 страница
...they have slain her lover?" Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my Chief; I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright. But for your winsome...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... | |
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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... 
