| John Docwra Parry - 1829 - 460 Seiten
...slain her lover? " Out-spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 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 '11 row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith * was shrieking ;... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 250 Seiten
...have slain her lover?" Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, ' I'll fro, 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 - 1830 - 248 Seiten
...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." b By this the storm grew loud apace, The water wraith was shrieking ;*... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 248 Seiten
...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 in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
| Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 Seiten
...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...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 - 1835 - 258 Seiten
...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 ;*... | |
| Michael Scott - 1835 - 360 Seiten
...to aee our very fingers before us. "What is that?" said Campana; " heard vou nothing, gentlemen ?" " By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowlof heaven each face Grew dark as thev were speaking.** In the lulls of the rain and the blast,... | |
| 1836 - 514 Seiten
...have slain her lover 1" Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 go, my chief — I 'm ready: It ii not for your silver bright. But for your winsome lady...not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking;' And... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 332 Seiten
...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 ;... | |
| William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 Seiten
...I'll go, my chief — I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady : Z " 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,... | |
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