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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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Fireside amusements

Fireside amusements - 1880 - 159 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, Rushed like a torrent...
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Poetic treasures: or, Passages from the poets

Passages, John Allen Giles - 1881 - 644 lehte
...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 not...
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Gems for the young from favourite poets, ed. by R. Mulholland

Gems - 1884
...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 sb.iel.', Had...
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The British Drama: Illustrated, 1. köide

1886
...frugal swain, Whoso constant fares 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 fleld some warlike lord ; And heav'o soou granted what my sire deny'd. This moou which rose last night,...
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Crown Jewels, Or Gems of Literature, Art and Music: Being Choice Selections ...

Henry Davenport Northrop - 1888 - 632 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, Rushed like a torrent...
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Parodies of the Works of English & American Authors, 5. köide

1888
...frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, 4r.il keep his only son, myself, at home. For I had heard of battles, and I long'd To follow...warlike lord ; And Heav'n soon granted what my sire denied. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horns, when, by...
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The Popular Elocutionist and Reciter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1894 - 564 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, Hushed, like a torrent,...
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The Harp of Stirlingshire

William Harvey - 1897 - 527 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, Rushed like a torrent...
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Lincoln Literary Collection, Designed for School-room and Family Circle

John Piersol McCaskey - 1897 - 576 lehte
...and I longed To follow to the fields some warlike lord : But 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 Public School Speaker

Francis Warre Cornish - 1900 - 570 lehte
...increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. 40 For I had heard of battles, and I longed To follow to the field some warlike lord ; And heav'n soon granted what my sire denied. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet filled her horns, when, by...
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