 | English poetry - 1866 - 348 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;... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 546 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...not tarry ; So, though the waves are raging white, By this the storm grew loud apace ; The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of heaven each... | |
 | James Fleming (ed) - 1866
...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... | |
 | English Poetry - 1866 - 155 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...bonny bird In danger shall not tarry ; So, though the wavrs are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." — By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1866
...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...bonny bird In danger shall not tarry : So, though the wares are raging white, I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace ; The water... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 478 pages
...they have slain her lover J " 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- wraith81 was shrieking,... | |
 | Kate Forrest Oswell, Charles Benajah Gilbert - 1911
...go, my chief; I'm ready; It is not for your silver bright ; But for your winsome l ladv : •/ •/ " 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... | |
 | 1912
...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... | |
 | Henry Meade Bland - 1912 - 112 pages
...they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?" Scott. "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... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1912 - 466 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 lady : — " And by my word ! the bonny bird 5 In danger shall not tarry ; So though the waves are raging white I 'll row you o'er the ferry." By... | |
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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... 
