...each night, sought the lonely light, " That burns on the wild Watchfold ; " The bittern clamour'd from the moss, " The wind blew loud and shrill, " Yet the craggy pathway she did cross " To the eiry* beacon hill. " I watch'd her steps, and silent came " Where she sate her on a stone ; " No watchman...

...height to height, the beacons bright, " Of the English foemen told. 139 " The bittern clamour'd from the moss, " The wind blew loud and shrill, ' ' Yet the craggy pathway she did cross " To the eiry* beacon hill. " I watch'd her steps, and silent came ' ' Where she sate her on a stone ; " No...

...from height to height, the beacons bright Of the English foemen told. " The bittern clamoured from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, To the eiry beacon hill. " I watched her steps, and silent came Where she sat her on a stone; No watchman...

...from height to height, the beacons bright " Of the English foemen told. " The bittern clamouiM from the moss, " The wind blew loud and shrill ; " Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, " To the eiry Beacon Hill. " I watched her steps, and silent came" Where she sat her on a stone ; " No watchman...

...clamoured from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, To the eiry beacon hill. " I watched her steps, and silent came Where she sat her on a stone; No watchman stood by the dreary flame; It burned all alone. " The second night I kept her...

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...from height to height, the beacons bright Of the English foemen told. * The bittern clamoured from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill ; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, To the eiry beacon hill. « 'I watched her steps, and silent came Where she sat her on a stone ; No watchman...

...from height to htight, the beacons bright Of the Englbh foemcn told. «« The bittern clamoured from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill ; \ Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, To the ciry beacon hill. •« I watched her steps, and silent came Where she sat her on a stone ; No watchman...

...from height to height, the beacons bright Of the English foeraen told. " The bittern clamoured from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill ; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, To the eiry beacon hill. " 1 watched her steps, and silent came, Where she sat her on a stone ; No watchman...

...from height to height, the beacons bright Of the English foemen told. " The bittern clamoured from the moss, The wind blew loud and shrill ; Yet the craggy pathway she did cross, To the eiry beacon hill. " I watched her steps, and silent came Where she sat her on a stone ; No watchman...