 | Fragments - 1760 - 82 pages
...will not be afraid. Whither are ye gone to reft ? In what cave of the hill fhall I find you ? I fit in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears. Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead; but clofe it not* till I come. My life flieth away like a dream: why fliould I ftay behind? Here (hall... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1761 - 380 pages
...find you ? No feeble Voice is on the Wind : No Anfwer half-drowned in the Storms of the Hill. I fit in my Grief. I wait for Morning in my Tears. Rear the Tomb, .ye Friends of the Dead ; but clofe it not till I come. My Life flyeth away like a Dream : Why fhould I ftay behind ? Here... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - English essays - 1761 - 378 pages
...feeble Voice is on the Wind : No Anfwer half-drowned in the Storms of the I fit in my Grief. I watt for Morning in my Tears. Rear the Tomb, ye Friends of the Dead; but clofc it not till I come. My Life flyeth away like a Dream : Why fhould I ftay behind ? Here lhall... | |
 | Bards and bardism - 1765 - 416 pages
...fhall I find you ?: No feeble voice is on the wind : no anfwer half-drowned in the ftorms of the kill. I SIT in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears. Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead ; but clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies away like a dream : why fhould I ftay behind ? Here... | |
 | Poetry - 1773 - 432 pages
...departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer halfdrowned in the ftorm ! I SIT in my grief 1 I wait for morning in my tears ! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead. Clofe it not till Colma come,, My life flies a away away like a dream : why iliould I ftay behind ?... | |
 | Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1783 - 274 pages
...find you ? No feeble voice is on the wind : no anfwer half- drowned in. the florins of the hill, I fit in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears. Rear the tomb , ye friends of the dead ; but clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies away like a dream : why should f flay behind ? Here... | |
 | Celts - 1784 - 432 pages
...find the departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer half-* drowned in the ftorm ! I fit in my grief! I wait for morning in my tears! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead. Clofe it not till Colma come. My life .flies away away like a dream : why fhould I ftay behind ? Here... | |
 | Daniel Webb - English literature - 1787 - 276 pages
...you ? No feeble voice is on the wind: no anfwer half-drowned in the ftorms of the hill. * •" I fit in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears. Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead ; but clofe it not till I come. My life flieth away like a dream: why mould I ftay behind? Here fhall... | |
 | Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...I find the departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer half-drowned in the ftorm ! I fit in my grief! I wait for morning in my tears ! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the .dead. Qofe it not till Colma come. My My life flies away like a dream : why fhould I ftay behind ? Here fhall... | |
 | 1799 - 252 pages
...find you ? No feeble voice is on the wind : no anfwer half-drowned in the florms of the hill. , I fit in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead : but clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies av.';iy like a dream.: \vhy fliould I ftay behind... | |
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Oh, from the rock on the hill, from the top of the windy steep, speak, ye ghosts of the dead! Speak, I will not be afraid! Whither are ye gone to rest? In what cave of the hill shall I find the departed? No feeble voice is on the gale: no answer half... 
