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" My name is Norval ! on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks : a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field some warlike... "
The Fair Penitent: A Tragedy - Page 39
by Nicholas Rowe - 1797 - 57 lehte
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 789 lehte
...and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heaven soon granted what my sire denial. laining loud, And dropping bitter tears against his brow Striped filled her horns, when, by her light A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, Rushed like a torrent...
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The English elocutionist, a collection of the finest passages of poetry and ...

Charles Hartley - 1872
...and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord; And heaven soon granted what my sire denied. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horns, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, Rushed, like a torrent,...
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The Elocutionist: A Collection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, Peculiarly ...

J. S. Knowles - 1874
...frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home: For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field some warlike lord; And Heaven soon granted what my sire denied. This moon, which rose last night, round as my shield, Had...
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The model elocutionist, by A. Comstock and J.A. Mair

Andrew Comstock - 1874
...| Whose constani cares | were to increase his store', | And keep his only son, myself, ai home' : | For I had heard of bat'tles, | and I long'd To follow to the field some warli&e lord' ; | And Heaven soon granted whai my sire denied^ ! | This moon, which rose lasi night,...
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The Amateur Actor A Collection of Plays For School And Home

W.H. Venable - 1874
...and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heaven soon granted what my sire denied. This moon, which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horns, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, Eushed like a torrent...
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From Thomas the Rhymer to Richard Gall

James Grant Wilson - 1875
...eonstant eares were to inerease his store. And keep his only son, myself, at home. For 1 had hoard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field some...Heav'n soon granted what my sire deny'd. This moon whieh rose last night, round us my shield, Had not yet fill'd her horns, when, by her light, A hand...
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The New York Drama: A Choice Collection of Tragedies, Comedies ..., 2. köide

1876
...frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow to the field some warlike lord ; And heaven soon granted what ray sire denied. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, 2. köide

William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 934 lehte
...and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heaven soon granted what my sire denied. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horn, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, Rushed like a torrent...
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A New Library of Poetry and Song, 2. köide

William Cullen Bryant - 1877
...and 1 longed To follow to the field some warlike lord : And Heaven soon granted what my sire denied. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horn, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, Rushed like a toiTent...
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The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

John Ross - 1878 - 760 lehte
...and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord ; And Heaven soon granted what my sire denied. This moon, which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horns, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians from the hills, Rush'd like a torrent...
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