 But still, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not...  Class-book of English Poetry - Page 66by English poetry - 1866Full view - About this book
 | N. Leitch - 1851 - 234 pages
...white, I'll row you o'er the ferry!" By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking, And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries " Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging of... | |
 | Songs - 1853 - 456 pages
...ferry.' By this the storm grew loud npace, The water -wraith was shrieking ; And, in the scowl of heav'n, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still,...the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed mm,— Their trampling sounded nearer :— ' О ! haste thee, haste ! ' the lady crie«. Though tempests... | |
 | J H. Aitken - Elocution - 1853 - 378 pages
...I'll row you o'er the ferry ! " By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men ! — Their trampling sounded nearer !—... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Ireland - 1853 - 404 pages
...Til row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. Bat still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - Elocution - 1853 - 492 pages
...by my word ! the bonny bird 7. By this, the storm grew loud apace. The + water-wraith was shrieking; And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as they were speaking. 8. But still, as wilder grew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 508 pages
...'11 row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as...the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father ! " — The boat has left a stormy land,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 396 pages
...I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." — The boat has left a stormy land,... | |
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 pages
...I '11 row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The watrr-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " O, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 pages
...Til row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as...wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, A clown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — " O haste thee, haste ! " the... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 pages
...ferry."— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ;* And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wiiid, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.—... | |
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