 | Samuel Rogers - 1843 - 516 páginas
...water-wraith was shrieking ; s 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...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. 1 Ireland my dnrlinsr,— Ireland for era 2 Tbe evil spirit of xint witers. " O haste thee, haste !... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 páginas
...raging white, 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....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... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 páginas
...water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven, each face Grew dark, as they were speaking. And still, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. The boat has left the stormy land, A stormy sea before her, When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 páginas
...you o'er the ferry !" By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was sbrieking, But stlll, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer,...rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.—- " Oh ! haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, Though tempests round us gather, 111 meet the raging of... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 páginas
...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 grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Adown the glen — rode armed men, Their trampling—... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 páginas
...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 grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Ailown the glen — rode armed men, Their trampling... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 398 páginas
...wnter-wraiih — WHS shr ik n»^; And, in iti« sc-owl of henveii. eiich face But still, an wilder grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Adown the glen — rode anned men, Their trampling— sounded nearer. "O haste thee. haste!" the lady crie* "Though lempnts... | |
 | 1846 - 166 páginas
...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....the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy... | |
 | 1846 - 436 páginas
...the ferry." I 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....rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " 0, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 372 páginas
...water wraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking, 8. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. 9. " O, haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging... | |
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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 wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode... 
