Poems in Two Volumes: Containing Gertrude of Wyoming and Miscellaneous Pieces, Volumes 1-2
Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810
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Poems, in Two Volumes: Containing Gertrude of Wyoming, and Miscellaneous Pieces
Volledige weergave - 1810
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America amidst appear arms battle beneath bird blood bosom breath bright brothers burst called cause Charles chief child Christian cried dark dead dear death deep desolate distant dream eagle enemies England eyes fair father's fear feet fire flow'r Gertrude grew grief half hand head heard heart heav'n Highland hills Indian Irish knew lady laid lake land leave light living Lochiel lonely look loud lov'd manner meet morn mountain never night o'er once pale path peace person Prince rock rose round running seen shade shore side sight sire song soon soul sound speak spirit Stanza star storm stranger sweet sword tears thee thou thought took Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision wave weep wild woods WYOMING
Pagina 27 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Pagina 26 - 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 winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Pagina 6 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Pagina 43 - 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.
Pagina 16 - But its bridle is- red with the sign of despair. Weep Albin ! to death and captivity led ! Oh weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead : For a merciless sword on Culloden shall wave, Culloden ! that reeks with the blood of the brave.
Pagina 55 - 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.
Pagina 19 - For the red eye of battle is shut in despair. Say, mounts he the ocean-wave, banished, forlorn, Like a limb from his country cast bleeding and torn...
Pagina 14 - LOCHIEL ! Lochiel, beware of the day When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array ! For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight, And the clans of Culloden are scattered in fight...
Pagina 40 - 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...
Pagina 130 - That in ancient times a herd of these tremendous animals came to the Big-bone licks, and began an universal destruction of the bear, deer, elks, buffaloes, and other animals which had been created for the use of the Indians...