| Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Fiction - 2006 - 106 pages
...father of no son but thee. He heard of thy fame in war, he heard of foes dispersed. He heard of Morar 's renown, why did he not hear of his wound? Weep, thou...at thy call. When shall it be morn in the grave, to bid the slumberer awake? Farewell, thou bravest of men! thou conqueror in the field! but the field... | |
| William Holmes McGuffey - 1867 - 466 pages
...galled with tears, who quakes at every step? It is thy father, 0 Morar! the father of no son but thee. Weep, thou father of Morar, weep ; but thy son heareth...at thy call. When shall it be morn in the grave, to bid the slumberer awake? Farewell, thou bravest of men; thou conqueror of the field; but the field... | |
| History - 1764 - 554 pages
...but thee. He heard of thy fame in battle ; he heard of foes diiperfed. He heard of Morar'» fame ; why did he not hear of his wound? Weep, thou father of Morar ! weep, but thy fon heareth thee not. Deep is the fleep of the dead; low their pillow of duft. No more ihall he hear... | |
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