 | William Holmes McGuffey - Elocution - 1853 - 492 pages
...And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. 8. But still, as wilder grew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. 0. "0 haste th«e, haste ! " the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | J H. Aitken - Elocution - 1853 - 378 pages
...! " By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men ! — Their trampling sounded nearer !—... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 pages
...silver bright; But for your winsome lady: " And by my word! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry; So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you...as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wiiid, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.—... | |
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 pages
...ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The watrr-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still,...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " O, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 508 pages
...— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — " 0 haste thee, haste ! " the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 396 pages
...ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." — The boat has left a stormy land,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 pages
...— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still...wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, A clown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — " O haste thee, haste ! " the... | |
 | Charlotte Phillips - English poetry - 1855 - 188 pages
...!" By this the storm grew loud apace, The water wraith was shrieking, And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still...the lady cries ; Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still,...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " 0, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I '11 meet the raging of... | |
 | American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still,...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " O, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather; I '11 meet the raging of... | |
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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 heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode... 
