Poems in Two Volumes: Containing Gertrude of Wyoming and Miscellaneous Pieces, Volumes 1 à 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810 |
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... bound the arm that help'd to light A boy , who seem'd , as he beside him went , Of Christian vesture , and complexion bright , Led by his dusky guide like morning brought by night . XIV . Yet pensive seem'd the boy for one so 15.
... bound the arm that help'd to light A boy , who seem'd , as he beside him went , Of Christian vesture , and complexion bright , Led by his dusky guide like morning brought by night . XIV . Yet pensive seem'd the boy for one so 15.
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... Night came , and in their lighted bow'r , full late , The joy of converse had endur❜d — when hark ! Abrupt and loud , a summons shook their gate ; And heedless of the dog's obstrep'rous bark , A form has rush'd amidst them from the ...
... Night came , and in their lighted bow'r , full late , The joy of converse had endur❜d — when hark ! Abrupt and loud , a summons shook their gate ; And heedless of the dog's obstrep'rous bark , A form has rush'd amidst them from the ...
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... night ! or see no morning shine ! ' 13 Brandt was the leader of those Mohawks , and other sa- vages , who laid waste this part of Pennsylvania . - Vide the note at the end of this poem . XVII . Scorning to wield the hatchet for his bribe ...
... night ! or see no morning shine ! ' 13 Brandt was the leader of those Mohawks , and other sa- vages , who laid waste this part of Pennsylvania . - Vide the note at the end of this poem . XVII . Scorning to wield the hatchet for his bribe ...
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... night of blood , upon our plains ! • All perish'd ! —I alone am left on earth ! To whom nor relative nor blood remains , • No ! —not a kindred drop that runs in human veins ! XVIII . But go ! -and rouse your warriors ; -for , if right ...
... night of blood , upon our plains ! • All perish'd ! —I alone am left on earth ! To whom nor relative nor blood remains , • No ! —not a kindred drop that runs in human veins ! XVIII . But go ! -and rouse your warriors ; -for , if right ...
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... the expression of social friendship . The austere manners of the Indians forbid any appearance of gallantry between the sexes in day - time ; but at night the young lover goes a calumetting , as his courtship is called . 95.
... the expression of social friendship . The austere manners of the Indians forbid any appearance of gallantry between the sexes in day - time ; but at night the young lover goes a calumetting , as his courtship is called . 95.
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Albert's amidst ARGYLESHIRE arms Athunree bark battle bawn behold beneath bird bleeding blood bosom Bourgo bow'r Brandt breath brothers burst calumet chief Christian Connocht Moran's cried Culloden dark dear death deer desolate dream eagle enemies England Erin Erin go bragh 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 morn mountain never night O'Connor's child o'er pale peace plume pow'r Prince psaltery 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 THOMAS CAMPBELL thou Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision Waldegrave's wampum warrior weep wild woods wrath
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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...