 | Thomas Campbell - 1809 - 148 lehte
...her lover?' — Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, ' I'll go, my chief — I'm ready: — ' It is not for your silver bright; ' But for your winsome lady:'...word! the bonny bird ' In danger shall not tarry; 131 So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry. — By this the storm grew... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 lehte
...lover?' — 34 Outspoke the hardy Highland wight ' I'll go, my chief — I'm ready: — • ' It is not for your silver bright; ' But for your winsome lady:...ferry.' — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking ;» And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 lehte
...her lover?" Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief, — I'm ready : — " It is not for your silver bright ; " But for your winsome lady...the bonny bird, " In danger shall not tarry : " So, tho' the waves are raging white, " I'll row you o'er the ferry !" By this the storm grew loud apace,... | |
 | 1813 - 410 lehte
...time, "You shall not fail, don't fear it; I'll go, not for your silver dime, But for your manly spirit. "And by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry; For though a storm is coming on, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the wind more fiercely rose,... | |
 | 1821 - 438 lehte
...have slain her lover?" Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my Chief; I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright. But for your winsome lady...The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of hcav'n each face Crew dark as they were speaking. But still as. wilder blew the wind, And as the night... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 lehte
...her lover ?' — Outspoke the hardy Highland wight ' I'll go, my chief— I'm ready :— ' It is not for your silver bright ; ' But for your winsome lady...storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; 2 And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew... | |
 | 1820 - 344 lehte
...they have traced her lover.— Outspoke the brawny border wight I'll do't my Lord, I'm ready, It isn't for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady...bird In danger shall not tarry ; So— though the noise of hoofs be heard, I'll bar the door and marry. By this the noise grew loud apace, The greaseless... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1821 - 254 lehte
...hrighti ' But for your winsome lady: ' And hy my word ! the honny hird ' In danger shall not tarry i * So, though the waves are raging white, ' I'll row...storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking i* And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder hlew the... | |
 | John Struthers - 1822 - 276 lehte
...slain her lover?" Outspoke the hardy Highland wight " I'll go, my chief — I'm ready : — " It is not for your silver bright ; " But for your winsome lady...not tarry ; " So, though the waves are raging white, DAITGHTEJR ///>//////////, d& net tarty f Andltifftrf thf a silver poutul 7b rvtf t/s etr the fr/ -rt... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 lehte
...have slain her lover ? Outspoke the hardy highland wight, I'll go, my chief—I'm ready: It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady....tarry; So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row ye o'er the ferry. By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl... | |
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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... 
