PoemsGeorge King, 1827 - 123 strán (strany) |
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Strana 18
... bound , And from his back the lash resound , Until his blood bedew'd the ground , And not bewail him mournfully ? Yes , strange to tell , but we have men Who slavery's bloody cause maintain , Yea , and uphold its gory reign With all ...
... bound , And from his back the lash resound , Until his blood bedew'd the ground , And not bewail him mournfully ? Yes , strange to tell , but we have men Who slavery's bloody cause maintain , Yea , and uphold its gory reign With all ...
Strana 21
... bound , And from his back the lash resound , Until his blood bedew'd the ground , And not bewail him mournfully ? Yes , strange to tell , but we have men Who slavery's bloody cause maintain , Yea , and uphold its gory reign With all ...
... bound , And from his back the lash resound , Until his blood bedew'd the ground , And not bewail him mournfully ? Yes , strange to tell , but we have men Who slavery's bloody cause maintain , Yea , and uphold its gory reign With all ...
Strana 25
... bound , And from his back the lash resound , Until his blood bedew'd the ground , And not bewail him mournfully ? Yes , strange to tell , but we have men Who slavery's bloody cause maintain , Yea , and uphold its gory reign With all ...
... bound , And from his back the lash resound , Until his blood bedew'd the ground , And not bewail him mournfully ? Yes , strange to tell , but we have men Who slavery's bloody cause maintain , Yea , and uphold its gory reign With all ...
Strana 32
... which was surprising . The gate was lock'd , but , at a bound , Lightly she sprang in over ; And gazed upon the graves around , Crying , " Here is laid my lover ! My bitter moans he doth not hear , Nor can 32 POEMS . Song, Song,
... which was surprising . The gate was lock'd , but , at a bound , Lightly she sprang in over ; And gazed upon the graves around , Crying , " Here is laid my lover ! My bitter moans he doth not hear , Nor can 32 POEMS . Song, Song,
Strana 35
... female flew , With speed which was surprising . The gate was lock'd , but , at a bound , Lightly she sprang in over ; And gazed upon the graves around , Crying , " Here is laid my lover ! " My bitter moans he doth not hear , Nor 32 POEMS .
... female flew , With speed which was surprising . The gate was lock'd , but , at a bound , Lightly she sprang in over ; And gazed upon the graves around , Crying , " Here is laid my lover ! " My bitter moans he doth not hear , Nor 32 POEMS .
Časté výrazy a frázy
æther ALEXANDER CROMBIE Alonza Anna the fair bliss blood blood of heroes bosom braes breast burning zone canna charming Clooty cou'd dear dearest Death Doctor dread dreary eyes fame fear feel final doom fix'd force a groan frae gold gone grave grief Haddo House hand unite hapless happy HARE hear heart Heaven horrid Horror human gore husband ither land leave leuk live lonely Lord Lucia maid maukins Methlic mind misery misery's moment's pleasure mongst mourn Nature's negro negro world never nightly crying o'er OLD ROBERT GRAY owls are nightly Pharaoh pity press'd river Ythan roam scarce scene shines shore sing Slavery slavery's smile SONG sorrow soul spread sure sweet sweet day sweetly thee Twas tyrants unfeeling Unto wave weel whyles Wild over Julia wing'd woes wretch young youth Ythan Ythan's banks
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