| 1808 - Страниц: 556
...fpoke the bride'* father, his hand on his (word!, (For the poor craven bridegroom faid never a wurd,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...Lord Lochinvar ? " " I long wooed your daughter, my fuit yon denied ; — Love fwells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide—- And now am I come, wjth... | |
| Walter Scott - 1808 - Страниц: 526
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. . There are... | |
| 1808 - Страниц: 416
...sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) ' O come you in peace here, or come you in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?'...like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drin.k one cup of wine. There are... | |
| Enos Bronson - 1809 - Страниц: 494
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are... | |
| 1809 - Страниц: 914
...the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word) " О come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance...like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are... | |
| John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - 1810 - Страниц: 508
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — . And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens... | |
| 1810 - Страниц: 928
...the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,} *' О come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance...daughter, my suit you denied : — Love swells like the Sol way, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one... | |
| sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810 - Страниц: 532
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar i "• — " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs... | |
| John Aikin - 1810 - Страниц: 386
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar ? z " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like... | |
| John Aikin - 1810 - Страниц: 414
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord z <f I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like... | |
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