The Bard, Or, The Towers of Morven: A Legendary TaleA.K. Newman and Company, 1810 - 160 sider |
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... father now introduced . Never had he contem- plated such an assemblage of charms . Tumultuous emotions repelled the crim- son tide of life , which , rushing back to its 1 source , source , throbbed with redoubled force and celerity ...
... father now introduced . Never had he contem- plated such an assemblage of charms . Tumultuous emotions repelled the crim- son tide of life , which , rushing back to its 1 source , source , throbbed with redoubled force and celerity ...
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... father was a warrior bold ; His name , Sir Athelone ; He liv'd but in his daughter's love : She lov'd but him alone . " Yon frowning towers , in ruin grand . Once own'd him for their lord ; ' Twas there his hospitable hand Prepar'd the ...
... father was a warrior bold ; His name , Sir Athelone ; He liv'd but in his daughter's love : She lov'd but him alone . " Yon frowning towers , in ruin grand . Once own'd him for their lord ; ' Twas there his hospitable hand Prepar'd the ...
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... father bleeds !! ' " Ha ! murderess , you knew me not , Then now behold your guest . ' " The wretched maiden turn'd and saw The knight a fiend confest . • " Green Green scales , the armour seem'd he wore ; His 14 THE BARD .
... father bleeds !! ' " Ha ! murderess , you knew me not , Then now behold your guest . ' " The wretched maiden turn'd and saw The knight a fiend confest . • " Green Green scales , the armour seem'd he wore ; His 14 THE BARD .
Side 15
... father dear , To die a lingering , wretched death , A prey to grim despair . You are mine , " " th ' exulting demon cried , " Our contract yet is good ; Your dagger search'd your sire's heart , And seal'd it with his blood . ' " The ...
... father dear , To die a lingering , wretched death , A prey to grim despair . You are mine , " " th ' exulting demon cried , " Our contract yet is good ; Your dagger search'd your sire's heart , And seal'd it with his blood . ' " The ...
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... father had been angry with his mother the pre- ceding evening ; but that , falling asleep , he saw no more , till awaking , and finding himself deserted , he had wandered to the place place where his unfortunate mother lay weltering in ...
... father had been angry with his mother the pre- ceding evening ; but that , falling asleep , he saw no more , till awaking , and finding himself deserted , he had wandered to the place place where his unfortunate mother lay weltering in ...
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adored Elfleda animated arms art thou awaited awful bard beauteous beauty beheld beneath bird of night blast blood bosom castle Cerrig Cerrig-Caer chace chamber CHAP charms cheer cottage couch cried Ithel Cwm Ysom danger daring dark daugh daughter of Jeva death despair dingle dreadful drew dungeons Eirin exclaimed eyes father fear fortress Gelert glaire gloomy glowing grave Guienne happiness heart heav'n hideous Hoël hopes Hugo Idwal immediate pursuit imparted Ithel Vaughan length Llewelyn's lord of Cynfael loud Madoc ap Voel Melangel monk morning mountain mountain goat Mysanwy night numbers o'er passed passion peaceful pedition portunities replied repose retired returned rocks rolled ruffians ruin rushed ruthless seized silence sire solemn soon sorrows sought soul summon terrors thee thou thunders thunders rolled tion torrent Towers of Morven treach trembling troops Twill tyrant Urien vale valley of Mooknant venerable voice wandered whilst Winefred wretched yell youth
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Side 59 - Twas only at Llewellyn's board the faithful Gelert fed ; he watched, he served, he cheered his lord, and sentinel'd his bed. In sooth, he was a peerless hound, the gift of royal John ; but now no Gelert could be found, and all the chase rode on. And now, as over rocks and dells the gallant chidings rise, all Snowdon's craggy chaos yells with many mingled cries.
Side 62 - Best of thy kind, adieu ! The frantic deed which laid thee low, This heart shall ever rue.
Side 131 - Oh, might she stay, to wash away her stains, And fit her for her passage ! Mournful sight ! Her very eyes weep blood; and every groan She heaves is big with horror: but the foe, Like a staunch...
Side 61 - O'erturn'd his infant's bed he found, With blood-stain'd covert rent ; And all around the walls and ground With recent blood besprent. He call'd his child, no voice replied ; He search'd with terror wild ; Blood, blood he found on every side ; But no where found his child. ' Hell hound! my child by thee's devour'd!
Side 47 - ... Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair and placid; where collected all In one impetuous torrent, down the steep It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round. At first an azure sheet, it rushes broad; Then whitening by degrees, as prone it falls, And from the loud-resounding rocks below Dash'd in a cloud of foam, it sends aloft A hoary mist, and forms a ceaseless shower.
Side 62 - Nor scratch had he, nor harm, nor dread ; But the same couch beneath Lay a...
Side 59 - Oh ! where does faithful Gelert roam? The flower of all his race ; So true, so brave, — a lamb at home, A lion in the chase...
Side 60 - O'erturned his infant's bed he found, With blood-stained covert rent; And all around the walls and ground With recent blood besprent. He called his child, — no voice replied, — He searched with terror wild; Blood, blood, he found on every side, But nowhere found his...
Side 154 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Side 57 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise. Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, . . Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.