The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell: In Two Volumes, 第 2 卷Henry Colburn, 1828 |
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第 57 頁
... beat , at dead of night , Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery . By torch and trumpet fast array'd , Each horseman drew his battle - blade , And furious every charger neigh'd , To join the dreadful HOHENLINDEN.
... beat , at dead of night , Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery . By torch and trumpet fast array'd , Each horseman drew his battle - blade , And furious every charger neigh'd , To join the dreadful HOHENLINDEN.
第 117 頁
... torch succeeding torch illumed each high And banner'd arch of England's chivalry . The rich plumed canopy , the gorgeous pall , - The sacred march , and sable - vested wall , These were not rites of inexpressive show , But hallow'd as ...
... torch succeeding torch illumed each high And banner'd arch of England's chivalry . The rich plumed canopy , the gorgeous pall , - The sacred march , and sable - vested wall , These were not rites of inexpressive show , But hallow'd as ...
第 124 頁
... torch in the temple burn , " Until that holy man shall plough " The waves from Innisfail . " His sail is on the deep e'en now , " And swells to the southern gale . " " Ah ! knowest thou not , my bride , " The holy Aodh said , " That the ...
... torch in the temple burn , " Until that holy man shall plough " The waves from Innisfail . " His sail is on the deep e'en now , " And swells to the southern gale . " " Ah ! knowest thou not , my bride , " The holy Aodh said , " That the ...
第 127 頁
... torch , And the holy men of Iona's church In the temple of God lay slain ; All but Aodh , the last Culdee , But bound with many an iron chain , Bound in that church was he . And where is Aodh's bride ? Rocks of the ocean REULLURA . 12.
... torch , And the holy men of Iona's church In the temple of God lay slain ; All but Aodh , the last Culdee , But bound with many an iron chain , Bound in that church was he . And where is Aodh's bride ? Rocks of the ocean REULLURA . 12.
第 128 頁
... torch grew dim That lighted their revelry . But the torches again burnt bright , And brighter than before , When an aged man of majestic height Enter'd the temple door . Hush'd was the revellers ' sound , They were struck 128 REULLURA .
... torch grew dim That lighted their revelry . But the torches again burnt bright , And brighter than before , When an aged man of majestic height Enter'd the temple door . Hush'd was the revellers ' sound , They were struck 128 REULLURA .
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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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第 56 頁 - 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...
第 84 頁 - 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.
第 82 頁 - 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.
第 54 頁 - 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.
第 51 頁 - 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.
第 66 頁 - 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 ;
第 68 頁 - 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.
第 64 頁 - 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?
第 35 頁 - 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...
第 37 頁 - 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.