 | 1854 - Страниц: 576
...last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then weleome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash...proud, All plaided and plumed in their tartan array — Seer. Lochiel ! Lochiel ! beware of the day ! For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - Страниц: 508
...bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonnetted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanronald the dauntless, and Moray the proud, All plaided and... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - Страниц: 278
...last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then weleome be Cumberland's steed to the shock! Let him dash his...his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; W r hen her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanranald the dauntless, and Moray the proud;... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - Страниц: 404
...bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But tvo to his kindred, and wo to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her bonneted... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - Страниц: 530
...harvest of death. * The Gaelic appellation of Scotland, more particularly *ho High lands. f Pron. a're1. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock !...proud ; All plaided and plumed in their tartan array rSeer. Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day ! For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1855 - Страниц: 406
...bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock I But wo to his kindred, and wo to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - Страниц: 466
...bosoms are one ; They are true, to the last of their blood and their breath : And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...array Wizard. Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day f For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal : 'Tis... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - Страниц: 316
...bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...draws ; When her bonneted chieftains to victory crowd, Clanronald the dauntless, and Moray the proud ; All plaided and plumed, in their tartan array WIZARD.... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 518
...bosoms are one ; They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock I But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly draws ; When her... | |
 | Salem Town - 1856 - Страниц: 420
...bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath And, like reapers, descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's...steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like o wave on the rock! But woe to his kindred, and woe to his cause, When Albin her claymore indignantly... | |
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I have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death. Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash... 
