 Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider. Welcome, to their roar ! Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the...  The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron - Side 79af George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Miss Hart - 1827 - 220 sider
...loneliness, and think of the past, and can you condemn me ? My loneliness i it is frightful. " I feel as a weed Flung from the rock on ocean's foam to sail, Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's Hv.it I • prevail." The fourteenth evening after I kft you, we landed on the American shore ; the... | |
 | Miss Hart - 1827 - 222 sider
...loneliness, and think of the past, and can you condemn me ? My loneliness ! it is frightful. " I feel as a weed Flung from the rock on ocean's foam to sail, M'here'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail." The fourteenth evening after I left you,... | |
 | 1827 - 574 sider
...guidance, wheresoever it lead ! Though the strained mast should quiver as a reed, And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I am as weed, Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail ; Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 sider
...Though the straiued mast should quiver as a reed, Ami the rent canvass fluttering strew the § ale, Still must I on ; for I am as a weed, Flung from the...to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail. It is this kind of personal allusion that we most object to in the whole of this third... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1828 - 780 sider
...And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale. Still must I on ; for [ am .is a weed. Flung from (he rock, on ocean's foam, to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's brent I prevail. III. In my youth's summer I did sing of one. The wandering outlaw of his own Hark... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 sider
...And the rent canv.ts fluttering strew the gale, Slill must I on ; for Ï am as a weed. Flung from ihe rock, on ocean's foam, to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breatli prevail. TIT. In my youth's summer I did sing of one, The wandering outlaw of bis own dark... | |
 | 1828 - 814 sider
...wheresoe'er it leads : Though the strained mast should quiver as a reed, And the rent canvas fluttering on the gale Still must I on — for I am as a weed I Hung from a rock, on ocean's foam to sail, Where'er the surge may sweep — the tempest's breath... | |
 | Harriet Morton (author of Protestant vigils.) - 1829 - 626 sider
...reminding me of the affecting words of the poet, who, describing his own unhappy case, exclaimed, " Still must I on, for I am as a weed, flung from the rock, On ocean's fuam to vail, Where'er the surge may sweep, thr tempest's breath prevail." VOL. II. B A snowy peak,... | |
 | Horace - 1830 - 1104 sider
...guidance, wheresoc'er it lead! Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed And the rent canvass fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I...to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail." ODE 8. Addressed to Lydia, and reproaching her for detaining the young Sybaris, by... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 290 sider
...guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed, And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I...to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail. III. In my youth's summer I did sing of One, The wandering outlaw of his own dark mind;... | |
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