 Devouring flames , and murd'ring steel ! The pious mother doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath, The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend, She views the shades of night...  The Jacobite Relics of Scotland: Being the Songs, Airs, and Legends, of the ... - Pàgina 1821821Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Tobias George Smollett - 1824 - 294 pàgines
...phantoms of the slain Glide nightly o'er the silent plain. O baneful cause! O fatal morn! • • Accurs'd to ages yet unborn! The sons against .their fathers...his children's blood. Yet, when the rage of battle oeas'd, The victor's soul was notappeas'd : The naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames, and nfurd'ring... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - 402 pàgines
...phantoms of the slain Glide nightly o'er the silent plain. O baneful cause ! oh fatal morn, Accursed to ages yet unborn ! The sons against their fathers...his children's blood. Yet, when the rage of battle ceased, The victor's soul was not appeased ; The naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames and murdering... | |
 | Joseph Ritson - 1828 - 282 pàgines
...phantoms of the slain Glide nightly o'er the silent plain. O baleful cause ! O fatal morn ! Accurs'd to ages yet unborn : The sons against their fathers stood, The parent shed his children?, blood ; Yet, when the rage of battle ceas'd, The victor's soul was not appeased ; The naked... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 356 pàgines
...phantoms of the slain Glide nightly o'er the silent plain. Oh, baneful curse ! oh, fatal morn, Accursed to ages yet unborn ! The sons against their fathers...his children's blood ; Yet when the rage of battle ceased, The victor's soul was not appeased ; The naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames and murdering... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1829 - 414 pàgines
...phantoms of the slain Glide nightly o'er the silent plain. Oh, baneful curse ! oh, fatal morn, Accursed to ages yet unborn ! The sons against their fathers...his children's blood ; Yet when the rage of battle ceased, The victor's soul was not appeased ; 188 The naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames and... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 pàgines
...plain. О baneful canse, O fatal morn, Accnrscd to ages yet unborn I The sons against their father f earth, nnd pent beneath the тоов, Here pinions all hie wishes ; win ceased, The victor's soul was not appeased : The naked and forlprn must feel Devouring flames and murdering... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1848 - 500 pàgines
...bended to the yoke. What foreign arras could never quell' By civil rage and rancour fell. * * « * Yet when the rage of battle ceas'd, The victor's soul...naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames, and murd'ring steel The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath. The bleak wind... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1836 - 476 pàgines
...is bended to the yoke. "What foreign arms could never quell. By civil rage and rancour fell. * * * * Yet when the rage of battle ceas'd. The victor's soul...naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames, and murd'ring steel ! The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath. The bleak wind... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1836 - 462 pàgines
...bended to the yoke. •What foreign arms could never quell, By civil rage and rancour fell. * * * • Yet when the rage of battle ceas'd. The victor's soul...naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames, and murd'ring ateel ! The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath, The bleak wind... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 448 pàgines
...phantoms of the slain Glide nightly o'er the silent plain. Oh ! baneful cause, ob ! fatal morn, Aecurs'd to ages yet unborn ! The sons against their fathers...naked and forlorn must feel Devouring flames, and murd'ring steel ! The pious mother doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath, The bleak wind... | |
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