 | 1912 - 624 pages
..."And by my word! the bonny bird In danger shall 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; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking.... | |
 | Chestine Gowdy, Lora M. Dexheimer - 1913 - 352 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...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 ; And... | |
 | Delbert Moyer Staley - 1914 - 378 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...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; And... | |
 | Martha Adelaide Holton, Charles Madison Curry - 1914 - 334 pages
...spoke the hardy Highland wight, "I'll go, my chief—I'm ready:— It is not for your silver bright, ID But for your winsome lady: "And by my word! the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry; By this the storm grew loud apace, «« The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1914 - 502 pages
...these indirect methods. I proceed to my own metre. It is exhibited in this stanza of Campbell : • By this the storm grew loud apace : The waterwraith was shrieking, And in the scowl of heav'n each face Grew dark as they were speaking. Whether I use this metre well or ill, I maintain... | |
 | 1923 - 658 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, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And... | |
 | Emilie Kip Baker - 1915 - 232 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...shall 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 ; And... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 pages
..."I'll go, my chief— I'm ready: — It is not for your silver bright; But for your winsome lady: 20 , Lay the weak tribes a miserable prey, 985 In mingled murder, fluttering on the ground! I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, 25 The water-wraith was shrieking;... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 pages
..."I'll go, my chief — I'm ready: — It is not for your silver bright; But for your winsome lady: 20 "And by my 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, 25 The water-wraith... | |
 | Leroy E. Armstrong - 1916 - 408 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. I '11 row you o 'er the ferry. ' ' By this the storm grew loud apace,0 The water-wraith0 was shrieking;... | |
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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... 
