Gertrude of Wyoming: And Other PoemsLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810 - 252 էջ |
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... tribe , have rush'd ' With this loru dove .'- A sage's self - command Had quell'd the tears from Albert's heart that ... tribes by the name of particular animals whose qualities they affect to resemble either for cunning , strength ...
... tribe , have rush'd ' With this loru dove .'- A sage's self - command Had quell'd the tears from Albert's heart that ... tribes by the name of particular animals whose qualities they affect to resemble either for cunning , strength ...
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... tribe of desarts was thy friend ! ' XXIII . He said and strain'd unto his heart the boy : Far differently the mute Oneyda took His calumet of peace , and cup of joy ; 7 As monumental bronze unchang'd his look : A soul that pity touch'd ...
... tribe of desarts was thy friend ! ' XXIII . He said and strain'd unto his heart the boy : Far differently the mute Oneyda took His calumet of peace , and cup of joy ; 7 As monumental bronze unchang'd his look : A soul that pity touch'd ...
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... -ere yet its symphony begin . 10 It is a custom of the Indian tribes to visit the tombs of their ancestors in the cultivated parts of America , who have been buried for upwards of a century . XI . It was in this lone valley she would 35.
... -ere yet its symphony begin . 10 It is a custom of the Indian tribes to visit the tombs of their ancestors in the cultivated parts of America , who have been buried for upwards of a century . XI . It was in this lone valley she would 35.
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... tribe Nor man , nor child , nor thing of living birth : • No ! not the dog , that watch'd my household hearth , · • Escap'd , that night of blood , upon our plains ! All perish'd ! —I alone am left on earth ! To whom nor relative nor ...
... tribe Nor man , nor child , nor thing of living birth : • No ! not the dog , that watch'd my household hearth , · • Escap'd , that night of blood , upon our plains ! All perish'd ! —I alone am left on earth ! To whom nor relative nor ...
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... tribes there is a great similarity in their colour , stature , & c . They are all , except the Snake Indians , tall in stature , straight , and robust . It is very seldom they are deformed , which has given rise to the supposition that ...
... tribes there is a great similarity in their colour , stature , & c . They are all , except the Snake Indians , tall in stature , straight , and robust . It is very seldom they are deformed , which has given rise to the supposition that ...
Common terms and phrases
Albert's amidst ARGYLESHIRE arms Athunree bark battle behold beneath bird blood bosom Bourgo bow'r Brandt breath brothers burst calumet chief chieftain Christian Connocht Moran's cried Culloden Curiatii dark dead dear death deer desolate dream eagle enemies England Erin Erin go bragh Erin's ev'n eyes father's fire flow'r GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's Glenara grief hand heard heart heav'n Highland hills Indian Innisfail Ireland Irish isles kindred knew lady land light Lochiel lonely look'd loud lov'd LOVE LIES BLEEDING Manitou morn mountain never night O'Connor's child o'er Oneyda pale peace plume pow'r Prince Psalter roar rock round rush'd savannas Scotland second sight seem'd seers shore Sir John Johnson sire song soul spirit Stanza 23 star storm stormy tempests blow stranger sweet sword tears thee thou Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision Waldegrave's wampum warrior ween weep wild woods wrath
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Էջ 164 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.
Էջ 155 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Էջ 157 - Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back; Their shots along the deep slowly boom: Then ceased — and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail; Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.
Էջ 161 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover...
Էջ 149 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn; Till danger's troubled night depart And the star of peace return.
Էջ 137 - Go, preach to the coward, thou death-telling seer ! Or, if gory Culloden so dreadful appear, Draw, dotard, around thy old wavering sight This mantle, to cover the phantoms of fright. WIZARD. Ha ! laugh'st thou, Lochiel, my vision to scorn ? Proud bird of the mountain, thy plume shall be torn ! Say, rushed the bold eagle exultingly forth From his home in the dark-rolling clouds of the north...
Էջ 147 - YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas ; Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow...
Էջ 175 - By the wolf-scaring fagot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw. And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array...
Էջ 177 - ... bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with us, — rest, thou art weary and worn...
Էջ 140 - ... for thy fugitive king. Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wrath, Behold, where he flies on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight : Rise, rise ! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight ! 'Tis finished.