 Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note, Quick in dance as thought can be, Deft his tabor, cudgel stout, O ! he lies by the willow tree : My love is dead, . . . Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the briared dell below, Hark!  Chatterton: A Biography - Page 307by David Masson - 1899 - 320 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pages
...dead, Gone to his deathbed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the briar'd dell below; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing, To...love is dead, Gone to his deathbed, All under the willow tree. See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true love's shroud; Whiter than the... | |
 | English poetry - 1822 - 418 pages
...dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the brier'd dell below ; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing,...love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the wjllow tree. See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true-love's shroud ; Whiter than the... | |
 | Joseph Cottle - 1829 - 318 pages
...dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven Baps his wiug In the briard dell below ; Hark! the death-owl loud doth sing To...love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. See the white moon» shines on high, Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1830 - 844 pages
...Kouud hie holy corse to gre ; (3) Ouphante (4) fairy, light your fires, Here my body still shall be. \ Come with acora cup and thorn, Dniin my heart's blood all away ; Life and all its good I scorn, Dance... | |
 | Music - 1834 - 358 pages
...Drain my [pure] heart's blood away ; Life and all its goods I scorn, Dance by night, or feast by day. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed All under the willow-tree. 1 die, I come ; my true love waits. Thus the damsel spake, and died. This is a part of the minstrel's... | |
 | Joseph Cottle - Poets, English - 1837 - 370 pages
...dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. ' Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the briard dell below ; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To...love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. See the white moon shines on high, Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the morning... | |
 | George Charles Grantley Fitzhardinge Berkeley (hon.) - 1840 - 952 pages
...is dead, Gone to his bed, All under the willow-tree. Hark, the raven flaps his wing In the briered dell below, Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To...nightmares as they go. My love is dead, Gone to his bed, All under the willow-tree. Hereupon my true.love's grave Shall the barren flowers be laid, Not... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - American periodicals - 1831 - 622 pages
...dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the briarcd dell below ; — Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To the night-mares as they go ! My love is Head, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree ! From the Lomhn .Ithaunm. THE POET'S MISTRESS... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Hark ! the raven flaps his wing, In the briered n be wanting some who distinguish desert, who will consider that no dictionary of a ia dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. See ! the white moon shines on high ; Whiter... | |
 | William Howitt - Literary landmarks - 1847 - 524 pages
...thought can he, Daft his tabour, cudgel stout ; 0 ! he lies by the willow tree. My love is dead, etc. " Hark ! the raven flaps his wing In the briared dell...sing To the nightmares, as they go. My love is dead, etc. " See ! the white moon shines on high — Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the morning... | |
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