 But still, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not...  Class-book of English Poetry - Page 66by English poetry - 1866Full view - About this book
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1843 - 516 pages
...I'1l row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; s And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. Bat still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - Ballads, English - 1844 - 178 pages
...white( I'll row you o'er the ferry. By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as...glen rode armed men ; Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste !' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round Us gather ; I 'll meet the raging... | |
 | Quaver - Songs - 1844 - 552 pages
...though the waves are raging white, By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark as...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — " Oh ! haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - Recitations - 1844 - 302 pages
...white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven, each face Grew dark, as they were speaking. And still, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 pages
...you o'er the ferry !" By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was sbrieking, But stlll, as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer,...rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer.—- " Oh ! haste thee, haste !" the lady cries, Though tempests round us gather, 111 meet the raging of... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 390 pages
...row you o'er the ferry." By this, the storm grew loud— apace, The water-wraith—was shrieking ; And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark— as they were speaking. But still, as wilder grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Adown the glen — rode armed men, Their trampling—... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Anatomy - 1845 - 330 pages
...row you o'er the ferry.» By this, the storm grew loud — apace, The water-wraith — was shrieking; And, in the scowl of heaven, each face Grew dark— as they were speaking. But still, as wilder grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Ailown the glen — rode armed men, Their trampling... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 398 pages
...wnter-wraiih — WHS shr ik n»^; And, in iti« sc-owl of henveii. eiich face But still, an wilder grew the wind, And as the night — grew drearer, Adown the glen — rode anned men, Their trampling— sounded nearer. "O haste thee. haste!" the lady crie* "Though lempnts... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pages
...'11 row you o'er the ferry." I By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as...the lady cries, " Though tempests round us gather ; I '11 meet the raging of the skies ; But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A... | |
 | Ballads, American - 1846 - 166 pages
...white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water wraith* was shrieking; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as...glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. — ' O haste thee, haste !' the lady cries, ' Though tempests round us gather, I'll meet the raging... | |
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