 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 448 頁
...afoot; Follow upon your spirit, and upon this charge, Cry " God for Harry, England, and St. George." 7. She was the rainbow to thy sight, Thy sun, thy heaven of lost delight. 8. The old Lion of England grows youthful again: He rouses—he rises—he bristles his mane. 9. Strike—till... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - 504 頁
...breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The Spirit of the white man's heaven Forbids not theo to weep : Nor will the Christian host, Nor will thy...to thy sight! Thy sun : thy heaven of lost delight ! " To-morrow, let us do or die I But when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither then with thee... | |
 | THOMAS CAMPBELL - 1858
...flow'r, whose breath was giv'n By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heav'n Forbid not thee to weep : — Nor will the Christian...She was the rainbow to thy sight ! Thy sun — thy heav'n — of lost delight ! — XXXVII. " To-morrow let us do or die ! But when the bolt of death... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1859 - 329 頁
...Outalissi to his Henry ; — But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee to weep. • The dying speech of Gertrude is beautifully tender ; but a few sobbed-out words, in the circumstances,... | |
 | Lewis H. Miner - 1866 - 153 頁
...avenger's joy ! xxxv1. " But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...sight ! Thy sun — thy heaven — of lost delight ! xxxvn. " To-morrow let us do or die ! But when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither then with... | |
 | 1866
...the avenger's joy ! XXXVI. But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...father's spirit grieve, To see thee, on the battle's eve, 12 Lamenting, take a mournful leave Of her who loved thee most : She was the rainbow to thy sight !... | |
 | 1866
...the avenger's joy ! XXXVI. But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...father's spirit grieve, To see thee, on the battle's eve, 12 Lamenting, take a mournful leave Of her who loved thee most : She was the rainbow to thy sight !... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - 546 頁
...blood, the avenger's joy ! But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...sight ! Thy sun — thy heaven — of lost delight ! To-morrow let us do or die ! Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world?... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - 546 頁
...blood, the avenger's joy ! But thee, my flower, whose breath was given By milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...Christian host, Nor will thy father's spirit grieve, f To see thee, on the battle's eve, Lamenting, take a mournful leave Of her who loved thee most : She... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1870 - 445 頁
...avenger's joy ! — xxxvi. " But thee, my flower, whose breath was given Piy milder genii o'er the deep, The spirits of the white man's heaven Forbid not thee...rainbow to thy sight ! Thy sun— thy heaven— of lost deliglit !— XXXVII. " To-morrow let us do or die ! But when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither... | |
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Forbid not thee to weep : — Nor will the Christian host, Nor will thy father's spirit grieve, To see thee, on the battle's eve, Lamenting, take a mournful leave Of her who loved thee most: She was the rainbow to thy sight; Thy sun — thy heaven—... 
