...the elements he pour'd his last " Good Night." 117 Adieu, adieu ! my native shore A few short hours, 9m C J@ 133 And now I'm in the world alone, Upon the wide, wide sea ; But why should I for others groan, When...

...his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land — Good night ! 125 A few short hours, pt, and woo'd, and plighted troth, 133 And now I'm in the world alone, Upon the wide, wide sea ; But why should I for others groan, When...

...his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land — Good night I t»s A few short hours, , words, are weak The glory they transfuse with fitting...turn back, why shrink, my Heart ? Thy hopes are gone Rearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate. 133 And now I'm...

...follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land — Good-night. A few short hours and he will rise To give the morrow birth; And I shall...the gate. Come hither, hither, my little page! Why dost thou weep and wail? Or dost thou dread the billow's rage, Or tremble at the gale? But dash the...

...in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Lund — Good Night ! A few short hours, and he will rise To give the morrow birth ; And I...my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall, Its In M i li is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dog howls at the gate. MY OLD KENTUCKY...

...in his flight ; ,0 Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land— Good night ! A few short hours and he will rise To give the morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies, 15 But not my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering...

...his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land — Good night ! IMS A few short hours, liam, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And...'•' Why did you promise love to me, And not th 133 And now I'm in the world alone, Upon the wide, wide sea ; But why should I for others groan, '...

...müdest persons I ever saw was Ali Pacha. ') Gi. v. 295 und 298 gemahnen an Ch. H. I, 13, str. 2 v. 5 ff. Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate;...are gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate. In Anhang l wird der nachweis versucht , dass mit dem in dem Berichte des Giaour v. 1 2l 8 ff. erwähnten...

...verses by Gautier on the impression of desertion given by a house during the absence of its masters: " Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate;...gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate." The use of English and German sources as the occasion for Gautier's work was noted by his contemporaries...

...in his night ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land — Good Night I 2. A few short hours are in a bloody shroud, And those which waved are ahredleai dust ere now, And th Bat not my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering...