The Evening Walk; and Other Poems. To which are Added, Leisure HoursSimpkin, Marshall & Company, 1843 - 142 |
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... breast he fell ; She saw blood gushing from his side , And knew what fain he'd tell . Her love had been upon the wave , Had fought most bravely there- 32 THE MAID AND THE SMUGGLER . His well - The Maid and the Smuggler.
... breast he fell ; She saw blood gushing from his side , And knew what fain he'd tell . Her love had been upon the wave , Had fought most bravely there- 32 THE MAID AND THE SMUGGLER . His well - The Maid and the Smuggler.
Strona 37
... side . When ceas'd the sweet strain , sad , pensive and slow , Return'd that fond Father o'erburden'd with woe ; When lo ! at his feet , and clasping them round , His Lindah appear'd on the cold dewy ground . Rejoicing , he bless'd her ...
... side . When ceas'd the sweet strain , sad , pensive and slow , Return'd that fond Father o'erburden'd with woe ; When lo ! at his feet , and clasping them round , His Lindah appear'd on the cold dewy ground . Rejoicing , he bless'd her ...
Strona 38
... side her Mother and Son . The Father wept over his fond Lindah's grave , In the darkness of midnight , when loud winds would rave ; And soon did he sleep in death's cold icy arms , For death he oft courted , to him it had charms : Bow'd ...
... side her Mother and Son . The Father wept over his fond Lindah's grave , In the darkness of midnight , when loud winds would rave ; And soon did he sleep in death's cold icy arms , For death he oft courted , to him it had charms : Bow'd ...
Strona 46
... side by side In death together see us lie , While mournful strains the winds shall sigh , Over us piteously . I LOVE THE LASS THAT'S GONE FRIEND . I LOVE 46 MISCELLANEOUS To the Lost.
... side by side In death together see us lie , While mournful strains the winds shall sigh , Over us piteously . I LOVE THE LASS THAT'S GONE FRIEND . I LOVE 46 MISCELLANEOUS To the Lost.
Strona 54
... side ; Where the storms and rude winds blowing , Hush'd to silence gently ride ? If you do roll on sweet billows , ye breezes it along ; Waft Whisper neath the drooping willows , Love and ' Tilda's all my song . THE JOYS OF LOVE . Он ...
... side ; Where the storms and rude winds blowing , Hush'd to silence gently ride ? If you do roll on sweet billows , ye breezes it along ; Waft Whisper neath the drooping willows , Love and ' Tilda's all my song . THE JOYS OF LOVE . Он ...
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