 Nor, cruel earl! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude; Your minions proud my peace destroy, By sullen frowns, or pratings rude. "Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess,...  The journey-book of England. Berkshire (Derbyshire, Hampshire, Kent). - Side 127af England - 1840Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | 1814 - 328 sider
...T^^tillage death-hell smote my ear . They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, Countess, prepare— thy end is near. ' And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to soothe me as X weep, Save philomel on yonder thorn. ' My spirits flag— my hopes deeay— Still that dread death-hell... | |
 | Hugh Usher Tighe - 1821 - 100 sider
...death-bell smote my ear ; " They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, " Countess, prepare — thy end is near. " And now, while happy peasants sleep, " Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; " No one to sooth me as I weep, " Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — " Still... | |
 | Joseph Robertson - 1822 - 414 sider
...death-bell smote my ear ; " They wink'd aside and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare — tby end is near. " And now, while happy peasants sleep, ' " Here...that dread death-bell smites my ear, " And many a hoding seems to say, " Countess, prepare — tby end is near." Thus, sore and sad, that lady griev'd,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 sider
...death-bell smote my ear; They winked aside, and seemed to say: •* Countess, prepare — thy end is bert Chambers body seems to say : " Countess, prepare — thy end is near.'" Thus sore and pad that lady grieved... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1833 - 474 sider
...village death-bell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside and seemed to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy/ end is near ! ' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn ; No one to soothe mi; as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still that dread... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1836 - 564 sider
...village death-bell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside, and seemed to say, ' Countess prepare, thy end is near !' " And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here...Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag*— my hopes decayStill that dread death-bell smites my ear j And many a boding seems to say, ' Countess, prepare,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1853 - 406 sider
...death-bell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, * Countess, prepare, thy end ia near 1* ** And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely...decay — Still that dread death-bell smites my ear 3 And many a boding seems to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near I* Thus sore and sad that lady... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1844 - 658 sider
...death-bell smote my ear; They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near !' 1 And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to sooth me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirit* flag— my hopes decay — Stilt that... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 sider
...death-bell smote my ear ; They winked aside, and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare — thy end is , , f g -r P*V- - -}" * ) ) # . - - ` - body seems to say, " Countess, prepare — thy end is near." ' Thus sore and sad that lady grieved... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1844 - 662 sider
...village death-hell smote my ear ; They wink'd aside, and seem'd to say, ' Countess, prepare, thy end is near !' • And now, while happy peasants sleep, Here I sit lonely and forlorn; No one to sooth me as I weep, Save Philomel on yonder thorn. " My spirits flag— my hopes decay — Still that... | |
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