 | William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 lehte
...water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven, each face Grew dark, as they were speaking. And still, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. The boat has left the stormy land, A stormy sea before her, When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 lehte
...you o'er the ferry !" By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was sbrieking, But stlll, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer,...!" the lady cries, Though tempests round us gather, 111 meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat had left a stormy land, A stormy... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 398 lehte
...wnter-wraiih — WHS shr ik n»^; And, in iti« sc-owl of henveii. eiich face But still, an wilder grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Adown the glen — rode anned men, Their trampling— sounded nearer. "O haste thee. haste!" the lady crie* "Though lempnts... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 lehte
...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 grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Ailown the glen — rode armed men, Their trampling... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 lehte
...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 grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Adown the glen — rode armed men, Their trampling—... | |
 | 1846 - 166 lehte
...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...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — ' O haste thee, haste !' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging... | |
 | 1846 - 436 lehte
...ferry." I 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,...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " 0, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 372 lehte
...water wraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking, 8. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. 9. " O, haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 340 lehte
...water wraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. 8. But still as wilder blew the 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, I'll meet the raging... | |
 | Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 lehte
...! " 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...the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy... | |
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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... 
