Gertrude of Wyoming: And Other Poems, 第 2 卷 |
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第 51 頁
... 272 CiT ' Twas but when o ' er each heart th ' idea stole , ; ! ( Perchance awhile
in joy ' s oblivion drown ' d ) ote That come what may , while life ' s glad pulses roll
, sprint Indissolubly thus should soul be knit to soul . . V . And in the visions of ...
... 272 CiT ' Twas but when o ' er each heart th ' idea stole , ; ! ( Perchance awhile
in joy ' s oblivion drown ' d ) ote That come what may , while life ' s glad pulses roll
, sprint Indissolubly thus should soul be knit to soul . . V . And in the visions of ...
第 52 頁
V . And in the visions of romantic youth , What years of endless bliss are yet to
flow ! But mortal pleasure , what art thou in truth ! The torrent ' s smoothness , ere
it dash below ! And must I change my song ? and must I shew , Sweet Wyoming ...
V . And in the visions of romantic youth , What years of endless bliss are yet to
flow ! But mortal pleasure , what art thou in truth ! The torrent ' s smoothness , ere
it dash below ! And must I change my song ? and must I shew , Sweet Wyoming ...
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... preach to the coward , thou death - telling seer ! Or , if gory Culloden so
dreadful appear , Draw , dotard , around thy old wavering sight , This mantle , to
cover the phantoms of fright . WIZARD Ha ! laugh ' st thou , Lochiel , my vision to
scorn ?
... preach to the coward , thou death - telling seer ! Or , if gory Culloden so
dreadful appear , Draw , dotard , around thy old wavering sight , This mantle , to
cover the phantoms of fright . WIZARD Ha ! laugh ' st thou , Lochiel , my vision to
scorn ?
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When reposing that night on my pallet of straw , 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 . Methought from the battle - field ' s dreadful array ...
When reposing that night on my pallet of straw , 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 . Methought from the battle - field ' s dreadful array ...
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But Heav ' n , at last , my soul ' s eclipse • Did with a vision bright inspire : • I woke
, and felt upon my lips * A prophetess ' s fire . • Thrice in the east a war - drum
beat , I heard the Saxon ' s trumpet sound , And rang ' d , as to the judgment seat
...
But Heav ' n , at last , my soul ' s eclipse • Did with a vision bright inspire : • I woke
, and felt upon my lips * A prophetess ' s fire . • Thrice in the east a war - drum
beat , I heard the Saxon ' s trumpet sound , And rang ' d , as to the judgment seat
...
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第 148 頁 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
第 165 頁 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
第 176 頁 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
第 164 頁 - 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.
第 155 頁 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
第 161 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 ; Should they our...
第 136 頁 - Glenullin ! whose bride shall await, Like a love-lighted watch-fire, all night at the gate. A steed comes at morning : no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair.
第 148 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.
第 156 頁 - British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime, As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death ; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flush'd To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rush'd O'er the deadly space between.
第 159 頁 - By the festal cities blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.