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... cried , dear pilgrim of the wild ! ' Preserver of my old , my boon companion's child ! - XXI . · Child of a race whose name my bosom warms , ' On earth's remotest bounds how welcome here ! The Indians are distinguished both personally ...
... cried , dear pilgrim of the wild ! ' Preserver of my old , my boon companion's child ! - XXI . · Child of a race whose name my bosom warms , ' On earth's remotest bounds how welcome here ! The Indians are distinguished both personally ...
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... hid , —but could not hide A tear , a smile , upon his cheek that dwell ; - ' And speak , mysterious stranger ! ' ( Gertrude cried ) It is ! -it is ! -I knew - I knew him well ! • " Tis Waldegrave's self , of Waldegrave come to 41.
... hid , —but could not hide A tear , a smile , upon his cheek that dwell ; - ' And speak , mysterious stranger ! ' ( Gertrude cried ) It is ! -it is ! -I knew - I knew him well ! • " Tis Waldegrave's self , of Waldegrave come to 41.
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... cries ) , thy kindred foe ! ' But peaceful let us seek fair England's strand ! ' ' Ah , Gertrude ! thy beloved heart , I know • Would feel like mine , the stigmatizing brand , " Could I forsake the cause of freedom's holy band ! 3 IX ...
... cries ) , thy kindred foe ! ' But peaceful let us seek fair England's strand ! ' ' Ah , Gertrude ! thy beloved heart , I know • Would feel like mine , the stigmatizing brand , " Could I forsake the cause of freedom's holy band ! 3 IX ...
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... forgot , ' ( he cried forlorn , And ey'd the group with half indignant air ) ' Oh ! hast thou , Christian chief , forgot the morn " When I with thee the cup of peace did share ? ' Then stately was this head , and dark this 56.
... forgot , ' ( he cried forlorn , And ey'd the group with half indignant air ) ' Oh ! hast thou , Christian chief , forgot the morn " When I with thee the cup of peace did share ? ' Then stately was this head , and dark this 56.
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... the group a smile controul- The long , the doubtful scrutiny to view : --- At last delight o'er all his features stole , ' It is my own , ' he cried , and clasp'd him to his soul.— XIV . " Yes ! thou recall'st my pride of D 5 57.
... the group a smile controul- The long , the doubtful scrutiny to view : --- At last delight o'er all his features stole , ' It is my own , ' he cried , and clasp'd him to his soul.— XIV . " Yes ! thou recall'st my pride of D 5 57.
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Albert's amidst ARGYLESHIRE arms Athunree bark battle bawn behold beneath bird bleeding blood bosom Bourgo's bow'r Brandt breath brothers burst calumet chief Christian Connocht Moran's cried Culloden dark dead dear death deer desolate dream eagle enemies England Erin Erin go bragh ev'n eyes father's fire flow'r GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's Glenara grief hand heard heart heav'n Highland hills Indian Innisfail Irish isles kindred knew lady land light Lochiel lonely look'd loud lov'd LOVE LIES BLEEDING morn mountain never night O'CONNOR'S CHILD o'er Oneyda pale peace Pennsylvanian pirogue plume pow'r Prince psaltery roar rock round rush'd savannas second sight seem'd seers shore Sir John Johnson sire song soul spirit star storm stormy tempests blow stranger sweet sword tears thee thou Travels tree tribe Twas Verse vision Waldegrave's wampum warrior weep wild woods wrath YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Page 148 - 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 165 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Page 176 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Page 164 - 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 155 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Page 161 - 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 136 - Glenullin ! whose bride shall await, Like a love-lighted watch-fire, all night at the gate. A steed comes at morning : no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair.
Page 148 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 156 - British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime, As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death ; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flush'd To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rush'd O'er the deadly space between.
Page 159 - By the festal cities blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.