Svend Vonved (George Borrow Poems)
Svend Vonved sits in his lonely bower;He strikes his harp with a hand of power;His harp return'd a responsive din;Then ...
Svend Vonved sits in his lonely bower;He strikes his harp with a hand of power;His harp return'd a responsive din;Then ...
The woods were in leaf, and they cast a sweet shade;Among them walk'd Helga, the beautiful maid.The water is dashing ...
Pale the moon her light was shedding O'er the landscape far and wide;Calmly bright, all ills undreading, Emma wander'd by ...
A lad, who twenty tongues can talkAnd sixty miles a day can walk;Drink at a draught a pint of rum,And ...
Fair Agnes alone on the sea-shore stood,Then rose a Merman from out the flood:"Now, Agnes, hear what I say to ...
How lovely art thou in thy tresses of foam, And yet the warm blood in my bosom grows chill,When yelling ...
So hot shines the sun upon Nile's yellow stream, That the palm-trees can save us no more from his beam;Now ...
From the heavenly, clear, invisible, homeOur voices come:No joy can resemble the joy which reignsIn our seraph veins.Lov'd ones, lov'd ...
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