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...Farewell awhile to him and thee. My native Land — Good Night ! •2 A few short hours and he will rise To give the morrow birth : And I shall hail the main...hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wail ; My dog howls at the gate. " Come hither, hither, my little page I ' Why dost thou weep and wail...

...good-night "A few short hours, and he will rise To give the morrow birth, And I shall hail the mum and skies, But not my mother earth. Deserted is my...good hall, Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are growing on the wall, My dog howls at the gate." * See " Moore's Life of Byron," vol. iv. The original...

...Farewell awhile to him and thee. My native land — Good night. A few short hours and he will rise To give the morrow birth, And I shall hail the main and skies, But not my mother earth. BYKON. THE leaves, which were but bursting from their buds William of Normandy quitted the Welsh valley...

...awhile Contempt to him and thee : my native land — Good night ! A few short hours, and he will rise to give the morrow birth; and I shall hail the main and skies — but not K>*ret my mother, earth ! Deserted is my own good hall, Gloomily its hearth is desolate ; wild weeds...

...Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land — Good Night ! A few short hours, and he will rise j 2 MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME. NEGRO SONG. THE sun shines bright in our old Kentucky home ; T is summer, the...

...thee, My native Land — Good Night! A few short hours, and he will rise To give the morrow hirth ; ~ my little page : Why dost thou weep and wail? Or dost thou dread the hillow's rage, Or tremhle at tho...