 Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wrath, Behold where he flies on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows he sweeps from my sight : Rise ! rise ! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight ! — 'Tis finished. Their thunders are hushed on...  Annual Register - Sida 807redigerad av - 1803Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 1334 sidor
...the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, Culloden's dread echoes shall ring With the bloodhounds...on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight'. 962 Rise, rise ! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight ! Tis finished. Their... | |
 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 sidor
...the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, which heroic Tarn was able 130 To note upon the haly4...gibbet-airns ;6 Twa span-lang, -wee, unchristen 'd b 60 Behold, where he flies on his desolate path! Now in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight:... | |
 | 1919 - 478 sidor
...the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, Culloden's dread echoes shall ring With the Bloodhounds...on his desolate path! Now in darkness and billows he sweeps from my sight : Kise ! rise ! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight ! — 'Tis finished.... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1921 - 506 sidor
...the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, Culloden's dread echoes shall ring With the bloodhounds...on his desolate path! Now, in darkness and billows, he sweeps from my sight : Eise, rise! ye wild tempests, and cover his flight! 'T is finished. Their... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 424 sidor
...the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before. I tell thee, Culloden's dread echoes shall ring With the bloodhounds...fugitive king. Lo ! anointed by Heaven with the vials of wratli. Behold where he flies on his desolate path ! Now in darkness and billows he sweeps from my... | |
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