‘Harp of the North! that mouldering long hast hung
On the witch-elm that shades Saint Fillan’s spring
And down the fitful breeze thy numbers flung,
Till envious ivy did around thee cling,
Muffling with verdant ringlet every string,
O Minstrel Harp, still must thine accents sleep?
Mid rustling leaves and fountains murmuring,
Still must thy sweeter sounds their silence keep,
Nor bid a warrior smile, nor teach a maid to weep?’
On the witch-elm that shades Saint Fillan’s spring
And down the fitful breeze thy numbers flung,
Till envious ivy did around thee cling,
Muffling with verdant ringlet every string,
O Minstrel Harp, still must thine accents sleep?
Mid rustling leaves and fountains murmuring,
Still must thy sweeter sounds their silence keep,
Nor bid a warrior smile, nor teach a maid to weep?’
Taal Engels ● Formaat EPUB ● Pagina’s 321 ● ISBN 9783748159896 ● Bestandsgrootte 0.8 MB ● Uitgeverij Books on Demand ● Gepubliceerd 2019 ● Editie 1 ● Downloadbare 24 maanden ● Valuta EUR ● ID 7416880 ● Kopieerbeveiliging Sociale DRM