Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 psl. |
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... Lochiel's Warning .. The Life of Man Hymn of the Moravian Nuns . Birds Campbell . King Heber 96 Herrick 97 Shenstone ... Prior 98 99 Milton . ...... 100 Grahame 101 Burns 102 104 107 Longfellow . 108 Barbauld ..... 110 Evening Byron 112 ...
... Lochiel's Warning .. The Life of Man Hymn of the Moravian Nuns . Birds Campbell . King Heber 96 Herrick 97 Shenstone ... Prior 98 99 Milton . ...... 100 Grahame 101 Burns 102 104 107 Longfellow . 108 Barbauld ..... 110 Evening Byron 112 ...
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... ! Farewell , my friends ! farewell , my foes ! My peace with these , my love with those- The bursting tears my heart declare ; Farewell , the bonnie banks of Ayr ! 103 BURNS . LOCHIEL'S WARNING . WIZARD . LOCHIEL , Lochiel , beware.
... ! Farewell , my friends ! farewell , my foes ! My peace with these , my love with those- The bursting tears my heart declare ; Farewell , the bonnie banks of Ayr ! 103 BURNS . LOCHIEL'S WARNING . WIZARD . LOCHIEL , Lochiel , beware.
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Anne Bowman. LOCHIEL'S WARNING . WIZARD . LOCHIEL , Lochiel , beware of the day , When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array ! For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight , And the clans of Culloden are scatter'd in fight ...
Anne Bowman. LOCHIEL'S WARNING . WIZARD . LOCHIEL , Lochiel , beware of the day , When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array ! For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight , And the clans of Culloden are scatter'd in fight ...
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Anne Bowman. LOCHIEL'S WARNING . 105 WIZARD . Ha laughest thou , Lochiel , my vision to scorn ? Proud bird of the mountain , thy plume shall be torn ! Say , rush'd the bold eagle exultingly forth , From his home , in the dark rolling ...
Anne Bowman. LOCHIEL'S WARNING . 105 WIZARD . Ha laughest thou , Lochiel , my vision to scorn ? Proud bird of the mountain , thy plume shall be torn ! Say , rush'd the bold eagle exultingly forth , From his home , in the dark rolling ...
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... Lochiel , Lochiel , beware of the day ! For , dark and despairing , my sight I may seal , But man cannot cover what God would reveal : ' Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore , And coming events cast their shadows before . I ...
... Lochiel , Lochiel , beware of the day ! For , dark and despairing , my sight I may seal , But man cannot cover what God would reveal : ' Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore , And coming events cast their shadows before . I ...
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battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty beneath birds blast bower breast breath bright brow churchyard clouds crested lark dark dead death deep doth dread earth eternal ETON COLLEGE fair fear flowers gale gleam gloom glory glow grave green GRONGAR HILL hath hear heard heart heaven HERBERT KNOWLES hill hour hues hush'd LAKE REGILLUS leaves light Lochiel lonely midnight moon morn mountains mourn Nature's night o'er painted banks pale plain pride proud purple rise rise tis rocks rolling round sculptured mountains seem'd shade shed shine sight sings skies sleep smile snow soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spirit spread spring star stock dove storm stream sweet tawny eagle tears tempest thee thine thou thunder tree trembling twas vale vernal voice wave weep wild winds wings wood youth
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