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" His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride, When they have slain her lover? "
A School Reader - Page 289
by Fanny E. Coe - 1908
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The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New ...

1846 - 166 pages
...chief — I'm ready : — It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome Jady ; ' And by iny word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves arc raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water wraith*...
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Practical Elocution

Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 340 pages
...they have slain her lover ?" 5. Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief, I'm ready ; It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady. 6. " And by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white,...
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Practical Elocution: Containing Illustrations of the Principles of Reading ...

Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 372 pages
...have slain her lover ?" • 5. Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief, I'm ready ; It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady. 6. " And by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white,...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

1846 - 436 pages
...have slain her lover ? " Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 go, my chief, — I 'm ready, — It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady ! 102 LORD ULLEN'S DAUGHTER. " And, by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though...
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Songs of Ireland and Other Lands: Being a Collection of the Most Popular ...

1847 - 906 pages
...they have slain her lover ?" Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief — I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome...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....
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The Elocutionary Reader; Or, Rhetorical Class Book

Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 pages
...had slain her lover ? " Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief — I'm ready : — It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome...— though the waves are raging white— I'll row thee o'er the ferry ! " By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking, And, in...
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The Fourth Reader: Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking. Designed for the ...

Salem Town - 1847 - 420 pages
...Bonny, (Scotch phrase ;) pretty, handsome. * Win'Bume, (Scotch phrase ;) cheerful, merry. 24* 6. " And by my word ! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." 7. By this the storm grew loud apace, The water wraith* was shrieking,...
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The British orator

Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 pages
...cheer my bonny bride CAMPBELL. Outspoke the hardy Highland wight " I'll go, my chief— I'm ready : — It is not for your silver bright; But for your winsome...ferry."— By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heav'n, each face Grew dark as they were speaking....
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Campbell

Thomas Campbell - 1849 - 276 pages
...have slain her lover 1" — Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I '11 go, my chief — I 'm ready : It is not for your silver bright ; But for your winsome...not tarry : So though the waves are raging white, I '11 row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking...
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The Christian Parlor Magazine, Volume 6

1850 - 454 pages
...; Bat for your winsome lady : And hy my word ! the bonny bird IB danger shall not tarry : So thongh the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew lond apace, The water-wraith was ahrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they...
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