| Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 Seiten
...his deathbed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the briar'd dell below; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing, To the night-mares...love is dead, Gone to his deathbed, All under the willow tree. See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true love's shroud; Whiter than the... | |
| 1822 - 418 Seiten
...death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the brier'd dell below ; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing, To the night-mares...love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the wjllow tree. See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true-love's shroud ; Whiter than the... | |
| John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 Seiten
...thought was he, Deft his tabor, cudgel stout, O ! he lies by the willow-tree : My love is dead, &c. See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my...sky, Whiter than the evening cloud : My love is dead, &c. Here upon my true love's grave Shall the garen (a) flowers be laid ; Not one holy saint to save... | |
| Joseph Cottle - 1829 - 318 Seiten
...his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven Baps his wiug In the briard dell below ; Hark! the death-owl loud doth sing To the night-mares...love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. See the white moon» shines on high, Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 Seiten
...Kouud hie holy corse to gre ; (3) Ouphante (4) fairy, light your fires, Here my body still shall be. \ Come with acora cup and thorn, Dniin my heart's blood all away ; Life and all its good I scorn, Dance... | |
| 1834 - 358 Seiten
...Drain my [pure] heart's blood away ; Life and all its goods I scorn, Dance by night, or feast by day. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed All under the willow-tree. 1 die, I come ; my true love waits. Thus the damsel spake, and died. This is a part of the minstrel's... | |
| Joseph Cottle - 1837 - 370 Seiten
...death-bed, All under the willow tree. ' Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the briard dell below ; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To the night-mares...love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. See the white moon shines on high, Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the morning... | |
| Joseph Cottle - 1837 - 370 Seiten
...sing To the night-mares as they go. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. See the white moon shines on high, Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the morning sky, AVhiter than the evening cloud ; My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree.... | |
| George Charles Grantley Fitzhardinge Berkeley (hon.) - 1840 - 952 Seiten
...Gone to his bed, All under the willow-tree. Hark, the raven flaps his wing In the briered dell below, Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To the nightmares as they go. My love is dead, Gone to his bed, All under the willow-tree. Hereupon my true.love's grave Shall the barren flowers be laid, Not... | |
| Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1831 - 622 Seiten
...death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the briarcd dell below ; — Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To the night-mares as they go ! My love is Head, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree ! From the Lomhn .Ithaunm. THE POET'S MISTRESS... | |
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