 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 Musical World - 19. oldal1862Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Charles Rogers - 1855 - 396 oldal
...life is lost to love and me ! * " The Lady of the Lake," canto sixth. HE IS GONE ON THE MOUNTAIN.* 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 re-appearing, From the rain-drops shall... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 oldal
...and yon majestic heaven Shines not the less for that one vanished star ! CORONACH.*— Sir W. Scott. HE is gone on the 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... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1855 - 590 oldal
...but knows not why ; The village maids and matrons round The dismal coronach resound. XVI. Coronach. 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... | |
 | 1855 - 458 oldal
...and yon majestic heaven Shines not the less for that one vanished star ! CORONACH.*— Sir W. Scott. HE is gone on the 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... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1855 - 914 oldal
...youngest weeps, but knows not why. The village maids mid matrons round The dismal coronach resound.1 XVI. He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, lake a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the ruin-drops... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 360 oldal
...action against the prevailing tendencies. of an exceedingly corrupted civilization. (Rule II., § n.) He is gone on the mountain, he is lost to the forest, Like a summer dried fountain, when our need was the sorest : The fount, re appearing, from the rain drops shall borrow ; But to us cornea no cheering,... | |
 | John Wilson - 1856 - 364 oldal
...action against the prevailing tendencies of an exceedingly corrupted civilization. (Rule II., § n.) He is gone on the mountain, he is lost to the forest, Like a summer dried fountain, when our need was the aorest: The fount, re appearing, from the raia drops shall borrow; But to us comes no cheering,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1856 - 776 oldal
...knows not wny ; The village maids and matrons round Ihe dismal coronach resound.29 XVI. ffioronarfj. He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. Ihe font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 oldal
...see, among those pleasant things, Each care decays, and yet my sorrow springs. E.YliL OF CORONACH. 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, re-appearing, From the rain-drops shall... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - 444 oldal
...man can die is where he dies for man ! DUBLIN NATION. XLVI.— 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 the sorest. The fount, reappearing, from the rain-drops shall... | |
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