The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading and recitation, in public and private seminaries. Com piled by H. Marlen1838 |
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... LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER . A CHIEFTAIN , to the Highlands bound , Cries , " Boatman , do not tarry ! And I'll give thee a silver pound , To row us o'er the ferry . " - " Now , who be ye would cross Loch - Gyle , This dark and stormy water ...
... LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER . A CHIEFTAIN , to the Highlands bound , Cries , " Boatman , do not tarry ! And I'll give thee a silver pound , To row us o'er the ferry . " - " Now , who be ye would cross Loch - Gyle , This dark and stormy water ...
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... Lord Ullin reached that fatal shore . His wrath was changed to wailing- . For sore dismayed , through storm and shade , His child he did discover ; - One lovely arm she stretched for aid , And one was round her lover . " Come back ...
... Lord Ullin reached that fatal shore . His wrath was changed to wailing- . For sore dismayed , through storm and shade , His child he did discover ; - One lovely arm she stretched for aid , And one was round her lover . " Come back ...
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... LORD WILLIAM . No eye beheld when William plunged Young Edmund in the stream : No human ear but William's heard Young Edmund's drowning scream . Submissive all the vassals owned The murderer for the lord ; And he , as rightful heir ...
... LORD WILLIAM . No eye beheld when William plunged Young Edmund in the stream : No human ear but William's heard Young Edmund's drowning scream . Submissive all the vassals owned The murderer for the lord ; And he , as rightful heir ...
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... Lord William dare To gaze on Severn's stream ; In every wind that swept its waves He heard young Edmund's scream ! In vain , at midnight's silent hour , Sleep closed the murderer's eyes ; every dream the murderer saw Young Edmund's form ...
... Lord William dare To gaze on Severn's stream ; In every wind that swept its waves He heard young Edmund's scream ! In vain , at midnight's silent hour , Sleep closed the murderer's eyes ; every dream the murderer saw Young Edmund's form ...
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... mind , " And proud ambition of mankind . " LORD WILLIAM . No eye beheld when William plunged Young Edmund in th eam : No human ear bu Young Ed Submiss Th And heard 25 THE POETI The ancient conse of F Steatar domain. 22 THE POETIC RECITER .
... mind , " And proud ambition of mankind . " LORD WILLIAM . No eye beheld when William plunged Young Edmund in th eam : No human ear bu Young Ed Submiss Th And heard 25 THE POETI The ancient conse of F Steatar domain. 22 THE POETIC RECITER .
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