 And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'd!  The Etonian - Страница 392под редакцията на - 1822Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1858 - 734 страници
...besides seemed damp and dismal. Nothing would have induced me to enter its dreary precincts. 1 felt as if "Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead," and I turned away sad, disappointed, and filled with depressing anticipations as to the result of any... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1859 - 424 страници
...to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home ? The hand is gone that cropp'd its flowers. Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! Cold is the hearth witliin their bowers ! And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like... | |
 | Archibald Alison - 1864 - 462 страници
...state of starvation among them. " Unheard, the clock repeats its hours ; Cold is the hearth within its bowers ; And should we thither roam. Its echoes and...empty tread Would sound like voices from the dead!" When the massacre finally ceased from the exhaustion of the assassins, twentyfive thousand persons,... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1864 - 784 страници
...fly, Shall Outalissa roam the world t Seek we thy once-lov'd home f — The hand is gone that crop! its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours.— Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs ! — And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread. Would sound like voices from... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1866 - 506 страници
...when the bolt of death is hurl'd, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home ? The hand is gone that...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! XXXVIII. Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quafPd, And by my... | |
 | Lewis H. Miner - 1866 - 168 страници
...to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home ? The hand is gone that cropped its flowers : Unheard their clock repeats its hours...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! XXXVIII. And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft ? Ah ! there in desolation... | |
 | 1866 - 524 страници
...when the bolt of death is hurl'd, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home ? The hand is gone that...its flowers : Unheard their clock repeats its hours I Cold is the hearth within their bowers I And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread,... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - 588 страници
...to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home ? The hand is gone that cropped its flowers : Unheard their clock repeats its hours...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! Or shall we cross yon mountain blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaffed, And by my side, in... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - 586 страници
...to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world? Seek we thy once-loved home ? The hand is gone that cropped its flowers : Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! Cold is the hearth within their bowers I And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1870 - 456 страници
...when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home? — The hand is gone...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! " Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaffed ; And by my side,... | |
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