 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 454 страници
...was sung. XXIV. jUp of tJje impusowts ^umgmatu My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grey-hound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall,...I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forests green, With bended bow and blood-hound free,For that's the life is meet for me. 10 1 hate to... | |
 | William Barker Daniel - 1813 - 568 страници
...beautiful, and appropriate Lines. • ! • • ' My Hawk is tir'd of Perch and Food, My idle Greyhound loathes his Food, My Horse is weary of his Stall,...I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the Hart in Forests green, With bended Bow and Blood-hound free, For that's die Life is meet for Me. I hate to... | |
 | William Barker Daniel - 1813 - 820 страници
...his Stall, And I am sick of captive Thrall. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the Hart in Forests green, With bended Bow and Blood-hound free, For that's...for Me. I hate to learn the Ebb of TIME, From yon duU Steeple's drowsy Chime, Or mark it as the Sunbeams crawl, Inch after Inch, along the Wall; •... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1818 - 410 страници
...was snng. XXIV. LAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grayhonnd loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive tin-all. I wish I were as I have heen, Hunting the hart in forests green, With hended how and hloodhound... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 страници
...Allan-a-Maut. THE CAPTIVE HUNTSMAN. SIR WALTER SCOTT. My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall,...I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forests green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that's the life is meet for me. I hate to learn... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1826 - 294 страници
...sung-. XXIV. LAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle gray-hound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall,...sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, t anting the hart in forests green: ith bended bough and blood-hound free, >r that's the life is meet... | |
 | 1831 - 272 страници
...When he hears the Last Whistle, he'll jump upon deckLAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. " Sir W. Scott. My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive...I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forests green, With "bended bow, and blood hound free, For that's the life is meet for me. I hate to... | |
 | 822 страници
...tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And T am sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forest-green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that's the life is meet for me." Indeed, scarcely... | |
 | Miss Pardoe (Julia) - 1837 - 546 страници
...irritation in the words of the Mighty One of Song: " My hawk is tired of perch and hood. My idle greyhound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall." But even had we looked on the peasantry of Hungary at a less joyous moment, we could not have failed... | |
 | Miss Pardoe (Julia) - 1837 - 544 страници
...irritation in the words of the Mighty One of Song : " My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes his food, My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall." But even had we looked on the peasantry of Hungary at a less joyous moment, we could not have failed... | |
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s the life is meet for me. ' I hate to learn the ebb of time From yon dull steeple's drowsy chime, Or mark it as the sunbeams crawl, Inch after inch, along the wall. The lark was wont my matins ring, The sable rook my vespers sing, These... 
