| Arethusa Hall - Readers - 1851 - 422 pages
...night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near!'...peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel, on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag, my hopes decay; Still that... | |
| Dean Dudley - England - 1851 - 268 pages
...them to decay ? Why didst thou win me to thy arms, Then leave me to mourn the live-long day ? Alas ! while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn.' Thus sore and sad that lady grieved, In Cumnor... | |
| Walter Scott - 1853 - 532 pages
...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...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... | |
| Walter Scott - 1853 - 698 pages
...smote my ear; • '"'h?3r w'ulc'd aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess prepare, thy end is near 1' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still... | |
| Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They wink'd aside, and seenvd to say, ' Countess, prepare — thy end is near.'...peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag, my hopes decay ; Still that... | |
| J. C. - Ballads, English - 1860 - 196 pages
...Your minions proud my peace destroy, By sullen frowns or prating rude. " Last night, as sad I chanced to stray. The village death-bell smote my ear: They...peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag, my hopes decay— Still that... | |
| J. C. - Ballads, English - 1860 - 218 pages
...minions proud my peace destrov, By sullen frowns or prating rude. " I Mst night, a,s sad l chanced to stray. The village death-bell smote my ear : They...peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag, my hopes decay — Still that... | |
| George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860 - 360 pages
...smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare — thy end is near." 22 ' And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. 23 ' My spirits flag, my hopes decay ; Still that... | |
| Walter Scott - 1867 - 354 pages
...pratings rude. " Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They wiuk'd aside, and seem'd to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy...peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay— Still that... | |
| Ballads, English - 1863 - 302 pages
...night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear : They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare ; thy end is near ! '...peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag, my hopes decay — Still that... | |
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