 He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the...  The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott - Side 138af Walter Scott - 1831 - 490 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Walter Scott - 1857 - 372 sider
...popular, that it has since become the war-march, or Gathering of the clan. VOL. m. 9 XVI. CORONACH. He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. Coronach on Sir Lauchlan, Chief of Maclean. " Which of all the Senachies Can trace thy line from the... | |
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...brethren have deal' deceitfully ma brook, And as the stream of brooks they pass away." " He is gone from the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest " Sir W. Scott. Page 33, Chap. vi. 28. " Now therefore be content." " But now look favourably upon... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 sider
...mourns his loss, And rues as gold that glittering dross. CORONACH. [From the Lady of the Ldke^\ He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...The autumn winds rushing, Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage... | |
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...mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The fount, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But...But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory; * Funeral song. The autumn winds, rushing, Waft the leaves that are serest, But our flower was in flushing... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1858 - 450 sider
...man can die is where he dies for man ! DUBLIN NATION. XLVL — HIGHLAND CORONACH, OR FUNERAL SONG. HE is gone on the mountain, he is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, when our need was tho sorest. The fount, reappearing, from the rain-drops shall borrow ; But to us comes no cheering,... | |
 | 1859 - 924 sider
...labourers put their moulders to bear him once more to his own houfe, through his half-gathered crops — The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary,...But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. No, bewail him not. It was glory, indeed, but the glory of early autumn, the garnering of the fhock... | |
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...there lurked ; But who can disbelieve the tale, • When told he always shirked r CVG dgfoionaib. •K is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are serest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1860 - 656 sider
...but knows not why; The village maids and matrons round The dismal coronach resound. XVL CORONACH. He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...weeper Wails manhood in glory; The autumn winds rushing But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 sider
...o'er the globe, Companions of the Spring. JOHN LOGAN. CORONACH.1 [FBOM " THE LADY or THE LAKE."] HE is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest...rain-drops shall borrow ; But to us comes no cheering, No Duncan to-morrow. The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary ; But the voice of the weeper... | |
 | Benjamin Franklin Butler - 1860 - 160 sider
...was the household god, I can only repeat, in conclusion, the appropriate lines of Walter Scott : "He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest,...need was the sorest. The font reappearing, From the rain drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering — No Douglas to-morrow. •'The hand of the... | |
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