 Nor, cruel earl! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude; Your minions proud my peace destroy, By sullen frowns, or pratings rude. "Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess,...  The journey-book of England. Berkshire (Derbyshire, Hampshire, Kent). - Page 127by England - 1840Full view - About this book
 | Walter Scott - 1864 - 356 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear; They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, 1 Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! ' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " Sly spirits flag— my hopes decay — Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a boding... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1869 - 696 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear; They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! ' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...death-bell smites my ear; And many a boding seems to say, 4 Countess, prepare, thy end is near! ' " Thus sore and sad that lady grieved, In Cumnor Hall so lone... | |
 | George Adlard - 1870 - 386 pages
...death-bell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near P " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still that dread death-bell smites my ear, And many a boding... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - American poetry - 1873 - 782 pages
...death-bell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside, and scem'd to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is ial images of Darwin are often less happy than the above, being them. My spirits flag, my hopes decay ; Still that dread death-bell smites my ear ; And many a body... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart [novels, collected]) - 1875 - 660 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear, They wink'd aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! ' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...hopes decay — Still that dread death-bell smites my car ; And many a boding seems to say, •' Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! ' " Thus sore and sad... | |
 | James Grant Wilson - English poetry - 1875 - 622 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say: ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near.' "And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. "My spirits Bag, my hopes decay; Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a boding seems to say: 'Countess,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - Children's poetry - 1875 - 168 pages
...and waste with care, ' Like the poor plant, that, from its stem ' Divided, feels the chilling air. ' My spirits flag ; my hopes decay ; ' Still that dread death-bell smites my ear : 50 ' And many a boding seems to say ' Countess, prepare ! thy end is near ! ' Thus sore and sad the... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - Ballads, Scots - 1875 - 620 pages
...ргсрал* — thy end i* near.* "And now, while happy pecmnts »kept Here I »it lonely and forlorn ; Mo one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirit» flag — my hope* dec«y — Still that dread death-bell imites my ear; And many a boding... | |
 | James Grant Wilson - English poetry - 1876 - 604 pages
...death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say : ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near." "And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to soothe me aa I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. "My spirits flag, my hopes decay; Still that dread death-bell... | |
 | Walter Scott - Great Britain - 1877 - 482 pages
...village death-bell smote my ear ; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! ' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn, No one to soothe me as 1 weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still .that dread death-bell... | |
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