 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 armed men, Their trampling sounded...  The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell - Page 94by Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 306 lehteFull view - About this book
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 372 lehte
...And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. 9. " O, haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, " Though tempests...the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." 10. The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her — When, O ! too strong for human hand.... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 340 lehte
...wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, ^ 9. " O, haste thee, haste I" the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather,...the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." 10. The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her — When, O ! too strong for human hand,... | |
 | 1847 - 906 lehte
...Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " O haste thee, haste !" the lady crk-s, Though tempests round us gather ; I'll meet the raging...gather'd o'er her. And still they row'd amidst the row Of waters fast prevailing ; Lord Ullin reach'd that fatal shore : His wrath was changed to wailing... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 lehte
...Though tempests round us gather, I '11 meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." 10. The boat has left a stormy land, , A stormy sea before her, When, O ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her. 11. And still they rowed amidst the roar... | |
 | John Boag - 1848 - 816 lehte
...vuTt'd truth! thy triumph ceased a while, And hoi*: t thy sitter, censed with Üiee to smile." And,— " The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her.'' Gender, in English, is distinguished in three ways. I. !>ya tyí.fí/i/ dilFerent word, as — Father,... | |
 | 1850 - 498 lehte
...haste !" the lady cries, "Though tempests round ns gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, 13ut not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her — When, oh I too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her. And still they rowed amidst the roar Of... | |
 | Edward Hugessen Knatchbull- Hugessen (1st baron Brabourne.) - 1850 - 66 lehte
...wild, " I'll row ye o'er the ferry !" 7. " Then haste ye, haste," the Lady cries, " The tempests o'er us gather — " I'll meet the raging of the skies, " But not an angry Father !" 2. " And who be you would pass ' Repeal' — " My own peculiar treasure ? " Oh ! I'm the man, ye... | |
 | 1850 - 454 lehte
...Their trampling sounded nearer — " Oh haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, "Though tempests round as gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father/' The bont has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her — When, oh 1 too strong for human hand, The... | |
 | N. Leitch - 1851 - 234 lehte
...And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries " Though tempests...before her, — When, oh! too strong for human hand, Tho tempest gather 'd o'er her. And still they row'd amidst the roar Of waters fast prevailing; Lord... | |
 | Salem Town - 1851 - 422 lehte
...And as the night grew' drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. 9. " O, haste thee, haste ! " the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather, I '11 meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." 10. The boat has left a stormy land,... | |
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