 | James Roderick O'Flanagan - 1873 - 298 páginas
...; And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah ! your saints have cruel hearts ! Sternly from his bed he starts, And with rude, repulsive...was gentle Kathleen's grave ! Soon the saint (yet all too late) Felt her love, and mourned her fate. When he said ' Heaven rest her soul!' Round the... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1874 - 160 páginas
...; And, when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah ! your Saints have cruel hearts ! Sternly from his bed he starts. And, with rude, repulsive...Soon the Saint (yet ah ! too late) Felt her love, and mourn'd her fate. When he said, " Heaven rest her soul ;" Round the lake light music stole ; And her... | |
 | 1876 - 286 páginas
...glances met it too. Ah, your saints have cruel hearts! Sternly from his bed he starts, And with rnde, repulsive. shock, Hurls her from the beetling rock....mourned her fate. When he said, " Heaven rest her soul ! " Hound the lake light music stole ; And her ghost was seen to glide, Smiling o'er the fatal tide.... | |
 | Mark Lemon, Henry Mayhew, Tom Taylor, Shirley Brooks, Francis Cowley Burnand, Owen Seaman - 1876 - 622 páginas
...he was fast asleep, KATHLEEN climbed, and took a peep ; Woke the Saint, who, with one knock, Hurled her from the beetling rock. Glendalough, thy gloomy wave Soon was gentle Iv м и i 1.1 %' - grave. She 'd have floated like a stalk Had ahe been a Maid of Cork. Nowhere could... | |
 | G. R. Powell - 1879 - 180 páginas
...his feet To this rocky, wild retreat; And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. " Glendalough, thy gloomy wave Soon was gentle Kathleen's...the saint (yet, ah ! too late) Felt her love, and mourn'd her fate. '' When he said, ' Heaven rest her soul!' Round the lake light music stole ; And... | |
 | Thomas Moore, John Francis Waller - 1879 - 572 páginas
...retreat; And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah, your Saints have cruel hearts! Sternly from his bed he starts, And with rude repulsive...Hurls her from the beetling rock. Glendalough, thy Bloomy wave Soon was gentle Kathleen's grave! Soon the Saint (yet ah! too late) Felt her love, and... | |
 | Charlotte Mary Yonge - 1879 - 670 páginas
...retreat, And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah ! your saints have cruel hearts, Sternly from his bed he starts, And with rude, repulsive shock, Hurls her from the beetling rock. — T. MOOBE. T'HE deed was done. Conventionalities were defied, Daunts fulfilled, and Lucilla sat... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 páginas
...retreat ; And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah, your Saints have cruel hearts ! Sternly from his bed he starts, And with rude, repulsive...the saint (yet ah ! too late,) Felt her love, and mourn'd her fate. When he said, ' Heav'n rest her soul ! ' Round the Lake light music stole ; And her... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 páginas
...retreat ; And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah, your Saints have cruel hearts ! Sternly from his bed he starts, And with rude, repulsive...the saint (yet ah ! too late,) Felt her love, and mourn'd her fate. When he said, ' Heav'n rest her soul ! ' Round the Lake light music stole ; And her... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 páginas
...tracked his feet To this rocky wild retreat ; And when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah ! your Saints have cruel hearts I Sternly from...! thy gloomy wave Soon was gentle Kathleen's grave I Soon the Saint (yet, ah ! too late) Felt her love and mourned her fate : When he said, "Heaven rest... | |
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Fearless she had track'd his feet To this rocky, wild retreat ; And, when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah ! your Saints have cruel hearts ! Sternly from his bed he starts. And, with rude, repulsive shock, Hurls her from the beetling... 
