 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 289by Fanny E. Coe - 1908Full view - About this book
 | 1850 - 498 pages
...go, my chief — I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright ; Bat for yonr winsome lady : So thongh the waves are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew load apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they... | |
 | Edward Hugessen Knatchbull- Hugessen (1st baron Brabourne.) - 1850 - 66 pages
...— my chief— I'm ready — " It is not for your siller bright, " But for your winsome Leddy. 6. " And, by my word, the bonny bird " In danger shall not tarry, " And, though the waves be raging wild, " I'll row ye o'er the ferry !" 7. " Then haste ye, haste,"... | |
 | N. Leitch - 1851 - 234 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.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 404 pages
...have slain her lover ? " — Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, "I'll 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, Til row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water- wraith was shrieking;... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1853 - 464 pages
...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...not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, I 'll row you o'er the ferry.' By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ;... | |
 | J H. Aitken - 1853 - 378 pages
...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...bird In danger shall not tarry ; So — though the naves are raging white — I'll row you o'er the ferry ! " By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 pages
...lady : 6. " And, by my word ! the bonny bird 7. 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. 8. But still, as wilder grew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men,... | |
 | 1853 - 456 pages
...they have slain her lover ? ' Outspoke the hardy Highland wight, 1 I'll go, my chief — I'm ready : It is not for your silver bright, But for your winsome lady I ' And, by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 396 pages
...have slain her lover ? " — 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 heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 pages
...they have slain her lover ?"— 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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