 | William Sherwood - 1857 - 396 lehte
...slain her lover ? " Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll g&, my chief, I'm ready : — It is not for your silver ' bright ; But for your winsome...shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging whit' I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this, the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 490 lehte
...po. rny chief — I "m ready : It is not for your silver bright, hut for your winsome lady : Anil, by my word, the bonny bird in danger shall not tarry...waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." " 0, baste thee, haste ! " the lady cries, " though tempests round ua gather ; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 488 lehte
...slain her lover ? " Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 go, my chief — I 'm ready : It is not for your silver bright, but for your winsome lady...my word, the bonny bird in danger shall not tarry : 80, though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." "0, haste thee, haste!" the... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 480 lehte
...slain her lover ? " Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 go, my chief — I 'm ready : It is not for your silver bright, but for your winsome lady...waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." " 0, haste thee, haste ! " the lady cries, " though tempests round us gather; I '11 meet the' raging... | |
 | Worthy Putnam - 1858 - 420 lehte
..." I'll go, my chief, I'm ready ; It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady : 6. " And, by my word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." 7. By this, the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1859 - 450 lehte
...slain her lover ? " Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 go, my chicf — I 'm ready : It is not for your silver bright, but for your winsome lady...waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." "O, haste thee, haste'." the lady cries, "though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging of... | |
 | 1859 - 374 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...word, 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... | |
 | Warren P. Edgarton - 1860 - 530 lehte
...have slain 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...not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I 'll row you o'er the ferry." By this, the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And,... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 lehte
...have slain hur 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....not tarry ! So though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And... | |
 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 lehte
...slain 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...not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking ;... | |
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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... 
