 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1780 - 614 páginas
...Retire,—for hark! the fea-gull Ihrieking foars, The lurid atmofphere portentous low'rs; Night's fullen fpirit groans in ev'ry gale, And o'er the waters draws the...veil, Sighs in thy hair, and chills thy throbbing bread—* Go, wretched mourner!—weep thy griefs to reft! Yet, tho' through life is loft each fond... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, G. E. Griffiths - 1780 - 612 páginas
...for hark! the fea-gull (bricking foars, The lurid atmofphere portentous low'rs; Night's fullen fpirit groans in ev'ry gale, And o'er the waters draws the...veil, Sighs in thy hair, and chills thy throbbing bread — Go, wretched mourner! — weep thy griefs to reft! Yet, tho' through life is loft each fond... | |
 | several hands - 1780 - 612 páginas
...hark! the fea-gull ftrieking foars, The lurid atrnofphere portentous low'rs; Night's fullen fpirit groans in ev'ry gale, And o'er the waters draws the darkling veil, 1 Sighs in thy hair, and chills thy throbbing bread — Go, wretched mourr.cr ! — weep thy griefs... | |
 | 1785 - 320 páginas
...hark ! the fea-gul] fbricking foars, The lurid atmofphere portentous low'rs ; Night's fullen fpirit groans in ev'ry gale, And o'er the waters draws the...veil, Sighs in thy hair, and chills thy throbbing brenfl— Go, wretched mourner !—weep thy griefs to reft ! Yet, tho' through life is loft each fond... | |
 | William Belsham - 1795 - 566 páginas
...deprecates the storm. Ill-fated matron ! for, alas ! in vain Thy eager glances wander o'er the main. 'Tis the vex'd billows that insurgent rave — Their...comes no more : His bones now whiten an accursed shore !' HISTORY OF GREAT BRITAIN. BOOK Nootka Sound, situated about the 5oth degree Y YI\7 v^vO of north... | |
 | William Belsham - 1805 - 600 páginas
...deprecates the storai. Ill-fated matron ! for, alas ! in vain Thy eager glances wairder o'er the main. 'Tis the vex'd billows that insurgent rave—- Their...; 'Tis not his sails — thy husband comes no more : Hie bones now whiten an accursed shore !' BOOK Nootka Sound, situated about the toth degree XXIV... | |
 | Anna Seward - 1817 - 198 páginas
...the storm. Ill-fated matron! — for, alas! in vain Thy eager glances wander o'er the main ! — 3Tis the vex'd billows, that insurgent rave, Their white...Sighs in thy hair, and chills thy throbbing breast, Co, wretched mourner ! weep thy griefs to rest! • • i Yet, tho' through life isldst each fond delight,... | |
 | Anna Seward - 1817 - 204 páginas
...rave, Their while foam silvers yonder distant wave, 'Tis not liis sails!—thy husbaad comes no m;>re! His bones now whiten an accursed shore!— Retire,...chills thy throbbing breast, Go, wretched mourner! weep thy griefs to rest! Yet, tho'through life islost each fond delight, Tho' set thy earthly sun in... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1825 - 472 páginas
...sea-gull shrieking soars, The lurid atmosphere portentous lowers ; Night's sullen spirit groans in every gale, And o'er the waters draws the darkling veil,...chills thy throbbing breast, Go, wretched Mourner ! weep thy griefs to rest ! Yet, tho' thro' life is lost each fond delight, Tho' set thy earthly sun... | |
 | Andrew Kippis - 1826 - 464 páginas
...deprecates the storm.— Ill fated matron!-—lor. alas! in vain Thy eager glances wander o'er the main!— Tis the vex'd billows, that insurgent rave, Their...white foam silvers yonder distant wave, 'Tis not his sails!—thy husband conies no more ! His bones now whiten au accursed shore!— Retire,—for hark!... | |
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Tis not his sails ! — thy husband comes no more ! His bones now whiten an accursed shore ! — Retire, — for hark ! the sea-gull shrieking soars. The lurid atmosphere portentous... 
