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 ...
The woods were in leaf, and they cast a sweet shade;Among them walk'd Helga, the beautiful maid.The water is dashing ...
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 sultry eve pursu'd a sultry day;Dark streaks of purple in the sky were seen,And shadows half conceal'd the lonely ...
So tightly was Swanelil lacing her vest,That forth spouted milk, from each lily-white breast;That saw the Queen-mother, and thus she ...
Pale the moon her light was shedding O'er the landscape far and wide;Calmly bright, all ills undreading, Emma wander'd by ...
Have ye heard of bold Sir Aager,How he rode to yonder isle;There he saw the sweet Eliza,Who upon him deign'd ...
St. Oluf was a mighty king,Who rul'd the Northern land;The holy Christian faith he preach'd,And taught it, sword in hand.St. ...
A lad, who twenty tongues can talkAnd sixty miles a day can walk;Drink at a draught a pint of rum,And ...
May Asda is gone to the merry green wood;Like flax was each tress on her temples that stood;Her cheek like ...
Fair Agnes alone on the sea-shore stood,Then rose a Merman from out the flood:"Now, Agnes, hear what I say to ...
I rested my head upon Elvir Hill's side, and my eyes werebeginning to slumber; That moment there rose up before ...
Sir Lave to the island stray'd;He wedded there a lovely maid:"I'll have her yet," said John.He brought her home across ...
How lovely art thou in thy tresses of foam, And yet the warm blood in my bosom grows chill,When yelling ...
The evening shadows fall upon the graveOn which I sit; it is no common heap,-Below its turf are laid the ...
I clomb in haste my dappled steed,And gallop'd far o'er mount and mead;And when the day drew nigh its close,I ...
Though tall the oak, and firm its stem, Though far abroad its boughs are spread, Though high the poplar lifts ...
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 ...
Here have I stood, the pride of the park,In winter with snow on my frozen bark;In spring 'mong the flowers ...
So hot shines the sun upon Nile's yellow stream, That the palm-trees can save us no more from his beam;Now ...
On Dovrefeld, in Norway,Were once together seenThe twelve heroic brothersOf Ingeborg, the queen:And they were all magicians,Possest of mighty art,Who ...
King Christian stood beside the mast; Smoke, mixt with flame,Hung o'er his guns, that rattled fastAgainst the Gothmen, as they ...
Roseate colours on heaven's high arch Are beginning to mix with the blue and the gray,Sol now commences his wonderful ...
Is luaimnach mo chodal an nochd.Oh restless, to night, are my slumbers;Life yet I retain, but not gladness;My heart in ...
Perhaps 't is folly, but still I feelMy heart-strings quiver, my senses reel,Thinking how like a fast stream we rangeNearer ...
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