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" 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 392
под редакцията на - 1822
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The Miscellaneous Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart: Periodical criticism. 1 ...

Walter Scott - 1870 - 488 страници
...Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-lov'd home ?— The hand is gone that cropt its flowers I Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs ! — And should we thither roam, It« echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices...

Encyclopaedia of English and American Poetry: From Caedmon and King ..., Том 2

Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 страници
...when the bolt of death is hurl'd, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? ment's space, What time the moon was lost behind a...silence ; till the moon, Emerging, hath awaken' d ! Or shall we cross yon mountains blue. Whose streams my kindred nation quafTd, And by my side, in...

The High School Speaker: A Collection of Declamations, Poetic Pieces and ...

John Celivergos Zachos - 1873 - 348 страници
...hurled, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ?— Seek we thy once loved home ? The hand is gone that cropt its flowers; Unheard...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! " But hark, the trump !—to-morrow thou In glory's fires shall dry thy tears : Even from the land...

The Student's Treasury of English Song ...

William Henry Davenport Adams - 1873 - 552 страници
...CAMT11ELL. I" Lamenting take a mournful leave of her who loved thee most."] The hand is gone that cropped its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! "TO BEAR IS TO CONQUER OUR FATE." — T. CAMPBELL. LOCHIELS WARNING. 105 " But hark, the trump !...

The student's treasury of English song, selections from the poets of the ...

English song - 1873 - 566 страници
...CAMrHELL. [" Lamenting take a mournful leave oftier who loved thee most.*'] The hand is gone that cropped its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! "MAN, THE HERMIT, SIGHED, TILL WOMAN SMILED." — CAMI-UELL TO BEAR IS TO CONQUER OUR FATE. — T....

The Elocutionist: A Collection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, Peculiarly ...

James Sheridan Knowles - 1874 - 458 страници
...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!...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead! 'Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quafTd, And by my side, in battle...

Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 860 страници
...when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? - ! ' Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaffed, And by my side,...

Our Poetical Favorites, Second Series: A Selection from the Best Monor Poems ...

1876 - 508 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 hours ! Cold is the hearth within their bowers 1 And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead...

Rogers to Hemans

Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 828 страници
...when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world f and practised, — so that none, However destitute,...timely culture unsustain'd, or run Into a wild disorder bow'rs ! And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from...

From Thomas Campbell to Marquis of Lorne

1876 - 618 страници
...world ? Seek we thy onee-loved home ? The hand is gone that eropped its flowers; Unheard their eloek repeats its hours; Cold is the hearth within their bowers: And should we thither roam, I ts eehoes and its empty tread Would sound like voiees from the dead ! "Or shall we eross yon mountains...




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