PoemsGeorge King, 1827 - 123 strán (strany) |
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Strana 12
... d their sure abode , Beyond the reach of pain . In that abode for aye they'll rest , While endless space rolls on ; No tyrant's arm dare them assail , Nor misery force a groan . Ye well - tried Saints ! now take that rest 12 POEMS .
... d their sure abode , Beyond the reach of pain . In that abode for aye they'll rest , While endless space rolls on ; No tyrant's arm dare them assail , Nor misery force a groan . Ye well - tried Saints ! now take that rest 12 POEMS .
Strana 13
... misery wide extend ! Not so these Saints - with their own blood Bought freedom for this isle ; And still on Caledonia's hills We see that freedom smile . Shall they who held our dearest rights From tyranny's rude gripe Be to " unhallow ...
... misery wide extend ! Not so these Saints - with their own blood Bought freedom for this isle ; And still on Caledonia's hills We see that freedom smile . Shall they who held our dearest rights From tyranny's rude gripe Be to " unhallow ...
Strana 15
... d their sure abode , Beyond the reach of pain . In that abode for aye they'll rest , While endless space rolls on ; No tyrant's arm dare them assail , Nor misery force a groan . Ye well - tried Saints ! now take that rest 12 POEMS .
... d their sure abode , Beyond the reach of pain . In that abode for aye they'll rest , While endless space rolls on ; No tyrant's arm dare them assail , Nor misery force a groan . Ye well - tried Saints ! now take that rest 12 POEMS .
Strana 15
... misery wide extend ! Not so these Saints - with their own blood Bought freedom for this isle ; And still on Caledonia's hills We see that freedom smile . Shall they who held our dearest rights . From tyranny's rude gripe Be to ...
... misery wide extend ! Not so these Saints - with their own blood Bought freedom for this isle ; And still on Caledonia's hills We see that freedom smile . Shall they who held our dearest rights . From tyranny's rude gripe Be to ...
Strana 17
... misery ? Is there a man who could behold His brother man , for love of gold , By slavery bought - by slavery sold , And view the traffic heedlessly ? Is there a man of woman born , Could see a hapless husband torn From his dear wife ...
... misery ? Is there a man who could behold His brother man , for love of gold , By slavery bought - by slavery sold , And view the traffic heedlessly ? Is there a man of woman born , Could see a hapless husband torn From his dear wife ...
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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