Poems in Two Volumes: Containing Gertrude of Wyoming and Miscellaneous Pieces, Volumes 1-2 (Google eBook)

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810 - Wyoming Valley (Pa.)
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Page 25 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Page 24 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 4 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Page 41 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, When, oh ! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.
Page 14 - But its bridle is- red with the sign of despair. Weep Albin ! to death and captivity led ! Oh weep ! but thy tears cannot number the dead : For a merciless sword on Culloden shall wave, Culloden ! that reeks with the blood of the brave.
Page 53 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Page 17 - For the red eye of battle is shut in despair. Say, mounts he the ocean-wave, banished, forlorn, Like a limb from his country cast bleeding and torn...
Page 12 - 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 scattered in fight...
Page 38 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. His horsemen hard behind us ride ; Should they our...
Page 128 - That in ancient times a herd of these tremendous animals came to the Big-bone licks, and began an universal destruction of the bear, deer, elks, buffaloes, and other animals which had been created for the use of the Indians...

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