I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode... The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montombery, Lamb, and Kirke White ... - Page 149 1836 - 444 pages Full view -
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