 | 1840 - 652 pages
...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,...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " Oh, haste thce ! haste ! " the lady cries ; " Though tempests round us gather ; I'll meet the raging... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1843 - 516 pages
...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 drearer,...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 !... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 pages
...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 drearer,...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... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 pages
...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 pages
...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— nounded nearer. "O haste thee. haste!" die lady criet ': Though tempests round us Father I 'II meet... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 398 pages
...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 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pages
...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,...rode armed men, — Their trampling sounded nearer. " 0, haste thee, haste," the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 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... 
