Gertrude of Wyoming: And Other PoemsLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810 - 252 ページ |
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... hound , ' So died their warriors by our battle - brand ; ' And from the tree we with her child unbound ' A lonely mother of the Christian land— 5 Manitou , Spirit or Deity . ་ ' Her lord — the captain of the British 18.
... hound , ' So died their warriors by our battle - brand ; ' And from the tree we with her child unbound ' A lonely mother of the Christian land— 5 Manitou , Spirit or Deity . ་ ' Her lord — the captain of the British 18.
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... in the dreaming land ' Shouldst thou to - morrow with thy mother meet , ' Oh ! tell her spirit , that the white man's hand ' Hath pluck'd the thorns of sorrow from thy feet ; " ' While I in lonely wilderness shall greet Thy 23.
... in the dreaming land ' Shouldst thou to - morrow with thy mother meet , ' Oh ! tell her spirit , that the white man's hand ' Hath pluck'd the thorns of sorrow from thy feet ; " ' While I in lonely wilderness shall greet Thy 23.
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... Spirit : -rocks sublime To human art a sportive semblance bore , And yellow lichens colour'd all the clime , [ time . Like moonlight battlements , and towers decay'd by X. But high in amphitheatre above , His arms the everlasting aloes ...
... Spirit : -rocks sublime To human art a sportive semblance bore , And yellow lichens colour'd all the clime , [ time . Like moonlight battlements , and towers decay'd by X. But high in amphitheatre above , His arms the everlasting aloes ...
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... spirit from the dead they deem him first : To speak he tries ; but quivering , pale , and parch'd , From lips , as by some pow'rless dream accurs'd , Emotions unintelligible burst ; And long his filmed eye is red and dim ; At length the ...
... spirit from the dead they deem him first : To speak he tries ; but quivering , pale , and parch'd , From lips , as by some pow'rless dream accurs'd , Emotions unintelligible burst ; And long his filmed eye is red and dim ; At length the ...
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... spirit was not slack , When , spite of woods , and floods , and ambush'd men , I bore thee like the quiver on my back , Fleet as the whirlwind hurries on the rack ; ' Nor foeman then , nor cougar's crouch I fear'd , 13 · For I was ...
... spirit was not slack , When , spite of woods , and floods , and ambush'd men , I bore thee like the quiver on my back , Fleet as the whirlwind hurries on the rack ; ' Nor foeman then , nor cougar's crouch I fear'd , 13 · For I was ...
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Albert's amidst ARGYLESHIRE arms Athunree bark battle behold beneath bird blood bosom Bourgo bow'r Brandt breath brothers burst calumet chief chieftain Christian Connocht Moran's cried Culloden Curiatii dark dead dear death deer desolate dream eagle enemies England Erin Erin go bragh Erin's ev'n eyes father's fire flow'r GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's Glenara grief hand heard heart heav'n Highland hills Indian Innisfail Ireland Irish isles kindred knew lady land light Lochiel lonely look'd loud lov'd LOVE LIES BLEEDING Manitou morn mountain never night O'Connor's child o'er Oneyda pale peace plume pow'r Prince Psalter roar rock round rush'd savannas Scotland second sight seem'd seers shore Sir John Johnson sire song soul spirit Stanza 23 star storm stormy tempests blow stranger sweet sword tears thee thou Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision Waldegrave's wampum warrior ween weep wild woods wrath
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164 ページ - 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.
155 ページ - 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.
157 ページ - 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 shattered sail; Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.
161 ページ - 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 steps discover...
149 ページ - 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.
137 ページ - Go, 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 ? Proud bird of the mountain, thy plume shall be torn ! Say, rushed the bold eagle exultingly forth From his home in the dark-rolling clouds of the north...
147 ページ - 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 tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow...
175 ページ - By the wolf-scaring fagot 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...
177 ページ - ... bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with us, — rest, thou art weary and worn...
140 ページ - ... for thy fugitive king. Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wrath, Behold, where he flies on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight : Rise, rise ! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight ! 'Tis finished.