 | 1848 - 582 Seiten
...late ; And a laggard in travel, a luggage-train guard, Was to wed the fair POLLY oi' JONES'S regard. " I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; Love swells like a steam-valve, and bursts when it 's tied ; And now I am come, with my lost POLLY B. To walk once the... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1842 - 746 Seiten
...the bride's father, his hand on his sword, ' (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a wordj ' 0 come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar )' '* Lady Heron's Songs. Munition, Canto V.) ** [" ' I long woo'd your daughter my suit ye denied... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 Seiten
...: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was t(3 wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. " Oil come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young lord Lochinvar 1" " I long -wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1843 - 732 Seiten
...spoke the hride's father, his hand on his sword, IFor the poor craven hridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our hridal, young Lord Lochinvar ?" — " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 Seiten
...on his sword, For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word — " O come ye in peace 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 iove of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine ! There be maidens... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 Seiten
...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 long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide —... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 Seiten
...bride's father, his hand on his sword — For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word — ' 0 it o'er wooed yonr daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide! And... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 Seiten
...his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) ATHETIC AND ENTERTAINING!. 297 " Oh come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young lord Lochinvar 1" " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 Seiten
...bride's father, his hand on his sword — For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word — ' 0 nd love is still an emptier sound, T i young Lord Lochinvu ! ' ' I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway,... | |
 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 Seiten
...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... | |
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I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; Love swells 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 in Scotland, more lovely by far,... 
