 He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the...  The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott - Страница 138по Walter Scott - 1831 - 490 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Catherine Sinclair - 1852 - 322 страници
...experience a life of energetic Christian usefulness as the happiest that this short-lived world affords. " The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary;...But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory." c2 CHAPTER VII. " I've seen yon weary winter's sun Twice forty years return ; And every year has added... | |
 | Free Public Library (New Bedford, Mass.) - 1853 - 700 страници
...the meridian of life, and has left us mourners over blasted hopes and disappointed anticipations. " The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary,...The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest." f Thus closes our brief notices... | |
 | Free Public Library (New Bedford, Mass.) - 1853 - 906 страници
...the meridian of life, and has left us mourners over blasted hopes and disappointed anticipations. " The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary,...The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest." \ Thus closes our brief notices... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1853 - 420 страници
...knows not why ! The village maids and matrons round The dismal coronach resound.2 XV1. fnrnnarli. He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, Bnt to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! 1 MS. — 'Tin woman's scream, 'tis childhood's... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1854 - 892 страници
...a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the ruin-'drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the cars that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. i MS. — " Seems all too... | |
 | 1854 - 356 страници
...lost to love and me. HE IS GONE ON THE MOUNTAIN. SIE WALTEE SCOTT. From the " Lady of the Lake." HE is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary ; The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest ; But our flower was in flushing When blighting... | |
 | 1854 - 456 страници
...yon majestic heaven Shines not the less for that one vanished star ! CORONACH.*— Sir W. Scott. HE is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The fount, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1855 - 590 страници
...knows not why ; The village maids and matrons round The dismal coronach resound. XVI. Coronach. He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage... | |
 | Charles Rogers - 1855 - 396 страници
...life is lost to love and me ! * " The Lady of the Lake," canto sixth. HE IS GONE ON THE MOUNTAIN.* HE is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Wafts the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing When blighting was nearest. Fleet... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 страници
...yon majestic heaven Shines not the less for that one vanished star ! CORONACH.*— Sir W. Scott. HE is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The fount, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow... | |
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