 | 1792 - 822 pàgines
...homage paid by me, In genuine TRUTH'* Simplicity. DELLA CRUSCA. A BALLAD. From PINKERTON'S COLLECTION. I WISH I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me ihe cries To bear her company. 0 would that in her darklome bed My weary fra.ne to reft were laid,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1806 - 458 pàgines
...growing green, A winding sheet drawn ower my een, And I in Helen's arms lying, On fair Kirconnell Lee. I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; And I am weary of the skies, For her sake that died for me. HUGHIE THE GRAEME. 1 HE Graemes, as we... | |
 | Robert Jamieson - 1806 - 388 pàgines
...in the mools at saught were laid, And the green truff closed o'er my head, On fair Kirkconnel-lee ! I wish I were where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; — O, gin I were where Helen lies, In fair Kirkconnel-lee ! THE MER-MAN, 1 AND MARSTIG'S DAUGHTER.... | |
 | Scottish border - 1812 - 516 pàgines
...have, And do him save that's near his" grave, And dies for love of thcc. 328 FAIR HELEN. FART SECOND. I WISH I were where Helen lies! Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnel Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought,... | |
 | Scottish border - 1821 - 472 pàgines
...make a garland of thy hair, Shall bind my heart for evermair, Until the day I die. O that I were whdre Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of...bed she bids me rise, Says, " Haste and come to me !" O Helen fair ! O Helen chaste ! If I were with thee, I were blest, Where thou lies low, and takes... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 408 pàgines
...hackit him in pieces sma', For her sake that died for me. Oh, that I were where Helen lies ! > Nicht and day on me she cries, Out of my bed she bids me rise — Oh, come, my love, to me ! Oh, Helen fair ! Oh, Helen chaste I If I were with thee I were blest,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 356 pàgines
...hackit him in pieces sma', For her sake that died for me. Oh, that I were where Helen lies ! Nicht and day on me she cries, Out of my bed she bids me rise — Oh, come, my love, to me ! stream ; and every conjecture has removed the spot, where the obstinate... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1833 - 1104 pàgines
...pity have, And do him save that's near his grave, And dies for love of then. FAIB HELEV. PART SECOND. I WISH I were where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought,... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 pàgines
...growing green, A winding-sheet drawn o'er my een, And I in Helen's arms lying On fair Kirconnel lea. I wish I were where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; I'm sick of all beneath the skies Since my love died for me. readings and different versions of ancient... | |
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O that I were where Helen lies! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says "Haste and come to me! 
