 | 1816 - 700 páginas
...possible— Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff— Let many lights blaze on our battlements— Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope— And let our deep-toned bell its loudest peal Send cheerly o'er the deep— 'Twill be a comfort to the... | |
 | 1816 - 700 páginas
...— Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff — Let many lights blaze on our battlements — Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope — And let our deep-toned bell its loudest peal Send cheerly o'er the deep — 'Twill be a comfort... | |
 | Charles Robert Maturin - 1816 - 98 páginas
...possible — Wave high your torches on each crag and cliffLet many lights blaze on our battlements — Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope — And let our deep-toned bell its loudest peal y<? Send cheerly o'er the deep — 'Twill be a comfort... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 páginas
...storm Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff — Let many lights blaze on our battlements — Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope — And let our deep-toned bell its loudest peal Send cheerly o'er the deep — 'Twill be a comfort... | |
 | Anna Eliza Bray - 1845 - 478 páginas
...CHAPTER VI. Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff; Let many lights blaze on our battlements; Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope ! MATUEIX'S Bertram. THE way the party pursued from the house towards the hack of Mount Edgcurabe,... | |
 | Mrs. Bray (Anna Eliza) - 1845 - 458 páginas
...CHAPTER VI. Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff; Let many lights blaze on our battlements ; Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope ! MATCRIN'S Bertram. THE way the party pursued from the house towards the back of Mount Edgcumbe, though... | |
 | Charles Jacobs Peterson - 1855 - 352 páginas
...towards the surf, leaving the others to follow more at leisure. CHAPTER VII. THE ABORTIVE ATTEMPT. Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope. * * * It is too late; No help of human hand can reach them there ; One hour will hush their cries. — Maturin. All sat mute,... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 páginas
...Berti am. Wave high your torehes on eaeh erag and eliffLet many lights blaze on our battlements — Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope — And let our deep-ton'd bell its loudest peal Send eheerfully o'er the deep — 'T will be a eomfort... | |
 | 1865 - 336 páginas
...! Prior. Wave high your torches on each crag and cliffLet many lights blaze on our battlementsShout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope ! — And let our deep-toned bell its loudest peal Send cheerily o'er the deep ; 'Twill bo a comfort... | |
 | Martha Finley - 1884 - 360 páginas
...CHAPTER XII. " Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff, Let many lights blaze on our battlements ; Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope." g "Bertram." THE evening was cool, and oar whole party were gathered in the parlor of the cottage occupied... | |
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Can nought be done? All things are possible — Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff — Let many lights blaze on our battlements — Shout to them in the pauses of the storm, And tell them there is hope — And let our deep-toned bell its loudest... 
