 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 125by England - 1840Full view - About this book
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1884 - 554 pages
...village death-bell smote my car ; They wink'd aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near ! ' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep. Savu Philomel on yonder thorn. '•My spirits flag— my hopes decay — Still that dread death-boll... | |
 | George Eyre-Todd - 1896 - 256 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; " My spirits flag, my hopes decay, Still that dread death-bell smites my ear; And many a boding seems... | |
 | Walter Scott - Great Britain - 1898 - 936 pages
...death-bell smote my ear ; They wink d aside, and se> med to say, • Countess, prepare, thy end ie 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 decayStill that dread death-bell... | |
 | Edward Arber - English poetry - 1900 - 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...My spirits flag ! My hopes decay ! Still that dread death bell smites my ear! And many a boding seems to say, "Countess, prepare! Thy end is near!"' Thus,... | |
 | Edward Arber - English poetry - 1901 - 350 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...My spirits flag ! My hopes decay ! Still that dread death bell smites my ear ! And many a boding seems to say, "Countess, prepare! Thy end is near!"' Thus,... | |
 | American poetry - 1901 - 1080 pages
...wink'd aside, and seem VI to say, 'Countess, prepare, thy end is near!" "And now, while happy peasant? sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe...me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirit,* flag — my hopes decay — Still that dread death-hell smites uiv And many a boding seems... | |
 | English literature - 1901 - 756 pages
...dieser Annahme nicht zu überzeugen3) und möchte es so') Vgl. auch Mickle's Cumnor Hall, XXII. 1—2: 'And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn.' 2J Vgl. Anhang Nr. 4. ") Dass sich ein Theaterheld als Schurke bekennt, kommt doch oft genug vor; vgl.... | |
 | Otto Ritter - 1901 - 280 pages
...dieser Annahme nicht zu überzeugen3) und möchte es soJ) Vgl. auch Mickle's Cumnor Hall, XXII, 1—2: 'And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn.' 2) Vgl. Anhang Nr. 4. 3) Dass sich ein Theaterheld als Schurke bekennt, kommt doch oft genug vor; vgl.... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1903 - 544 pages
...death-bell smote my ear ; They winkeo 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 sootne me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag, my hopes decay ; Still that... | |
 | English poetry - 1904 - 1058 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 sooihe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still... | |
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