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" All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was the wind; the rain beat hard on the hill. Before morning appeared, her voice was weak. It died away, like the evening breeze among the grass... "
Notoriety: And Fifteen Others - Page 33
by Frederick Reynolds - 1801
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Novels and Tales

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1873 - 524 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill came over the waves; he sank, and he rose no more. " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore : I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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The Catholic keepsake

1843 - 272 pages
...night when all my children fell!" We thought we heard the voice of Daura — " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do ? All night 1 stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

John Ross - English poetry - 1878 - 816 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill comes over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent...cries ; nor could her father relieve her. All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was...
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The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

John Ross - English poetry - 1878 - 786 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill comes over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent...cries ; nor could her father relieve her. All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was...
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The Handbook of Specimens of English Literature: Selected from the Chief ...

Joseph Angus - English literature - 1880 - 726 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill came over the waves. He sunk, aud he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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Aungervyle society reprints [ed. by E.M. Goldsmid].

Aungervyle society - 1881 - 360 pages
...Sudden a blast from the Hill comes over the Waves. He sunk, and he rose no more, Alone on the Sea-Beat Rock, my Daughter was heard to complain. Frequent...cries ; nor could her Father relieve her. All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the Moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was...
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British Classical Authors. Select Specimens of the National Literature of ...

Ludwig Herrig - 1885 - 752 pages
...Sudden a blast from the hill came over the waves. He sunk, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-beat * What could her father do? All night 1 stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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A History of English Romanticism in the Eighteenth Century

Henry Augustin Beers - English literature - 1898 - 478 pages
...tender passage wherein Armin deplores the loss of his beloved daughter. 'Alone on the sea-beat rocks, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon,'...
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The Works of Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1901 - 406 pages
...Sudden a blast from a hill came over the waves ; he sank, and he rose no more. " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain ; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore : I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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The works of J.W. von Goethe

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1901 - 956 pages
...Sudden a blast from a hill came over the waves ; he sank, and he rose no more. " Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain ; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do ? All night I stood on the shore : I saw her by the faint beam of the moon....
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