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POETICAL WORKS OF THOMAS CAMPB <span dir=ltr>Thomas 1777-1844 Campbell</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2016 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
ANTISTROPHE arms bark battle beauty Beauty's beneath bleeding blood bosom bower breath bright brow burst burst of Joy calumet charm chief child clime cried Daingean dark dear death deep delight doom'd dread dream Erin go bragh etermal fate father's fire flow'r Gertrude GERTRUDE OF WYOMING Gertrude's grief hand hath heard heart Heav'n Highland Hope hour Indian Irish isles kindred land life's light Lochiel lonely loud lov’d LOVE LIES BLEEDING midnight morn mountain mourn murmur Nature's never night Note O'Connor's o'er pale peace pensive pow'r proud psaltery rapture rock rush'd sacred scene scorn second sight seem'd shade shore sigh sight Sir John Johnson sire smile song soul spirit Stanza star storm sweet sword tears thee thou tomb tree trembling tribe Twas vision wampum warriors wave weep wild winds woods wrath Wyoming
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 151 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...
עמוד 157 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
עמוד 19 - Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save : Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men ! our country yet remains ! By that dread name, we wave the sword on high, And swear for her to live ! — with her to die...
עמוד 117 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
עמוד 150 - 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. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the 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 of the skies, But not an angry father.
עמוד 142 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
עמוד 147 - By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light: And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore!
עמוד 148 - Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant good Riou : Soft sigh the winds of heaven o'er their grave ; While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave.
עמוד 150 - ... shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. 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 an angry father.
עמוד 221 - ... else, except the vision, as long as it continues ; and then they appear pensive or jovial, according to the object which was represented to them.