The Death-Raven (From The Danish Of Oehlenslaeger) (George Borrow Poems)
The silken sail, which caught the summer breeze,Drove the light vessel through the azure seas;Upon the lofty deck, Dame Sigrid ...
The silken sail, which caught the summer breeze,Drove the light vessel through the azure seas;Upon the lofty deck, Dame Sigrid ...
Six score there were, six score and ten, From Hald that rode that day;And when they came to Brattingsborg They ...
Svend Vonved sits in his lonely bower;He strikes his harp with a hand of power;His harp return'd a responsive din;Then ...
King Diderik sits in the halls of Bern, And he boasts of his deeds of might;So many a swain in ...
Observe ye not yon high cliff's brow,Up which a wanderer clambers slow,'T is by a hoary ruin crown'd,Which rocks when ...
CANTATA.This is Denmark's holyday; Dance, ye maidens! Sing, ye men! Tune, ye harpers! Blush, ye heroes!This is Denmark's holyday.ONE VOICE.In ...
A lad, who twenty tongues can talkAnd sixty miles a day can walk;Drink at a draught a pint of rum,And ...
The evening shadows fall upon the graveOn which I sit; it is no common heap,-Below its turf are laid the ...
Sing, sing, my friend; breathe life againThrough Norway's song and Denmark's strain:On flowing Thames and Forth, in flood,Pour Haco's war-song, ...
Do thou, dear Mother, contrive amainHow Marsk Stig's daughter I may gain.She made him, of water, a noble steed,Whose trappings ...
On Dovrefeld, in Norway,Were once together seenThe twelve heroic brothersOf Ingeborg, the queen:And they were all magicians,Possest of mighty art,Who ...
Roseate colours on heaven's high arch Are beginning to mix with the blue and the gray,Sol now commences his wonderful ...
Perhaps 't is folly, but still I feelMy heart-strings quiver, my senses reel,Thinking how like a fast stream we rangeNearer ...
When from our ships we bounded,I heard, with fear astounded,The storm of Thorgerd's waking,From Northern vapours breaking;With flinty masses blended,Gigantic ...
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