 | Sir Walter Scott - 1838 - 562 pages
...Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...my arms burd ' Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair. When my love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1842 - 746 pages
...Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; 0 that I were where Helen lies, OB fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burdt Helen dropt, And died to succour me! 0 tiiink na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down... | |
 | William Herbert - 1842 - 644 pages
...is frequently used for a maid ; as for instance in the beautiful song of Helen of Kirkonell Lee, '' When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me." In this ballad the thrush and nightingale seem to be used metaphorically for the damsels. It appears... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 pages
...Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak nae mail! There did she swoone wi' meikle... | |
 | 1845 - 888 pages
...stanzas in corroboration of our assertion i ' CURSED hc the heart that thought the thought, And cursed the hand that fired the shot. When in my arms Burd HELEN dropt, And died to succor mo! 'I would 1 were where HELEN lies! Night and day on mo she trios, Out of my bed she bids... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1852 - 356 pages
...heart for evermair, Until the day I die. • Cursed be the heart that thought the thought, And cursed the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died for sake o' me. Oh, think nae but my heart was sair When my love fell and spak' nae mair ; I laid her... | |
 | Thomas Smibert - 1852 - 126 pages
...lies On fair Kircounel lea. Curst be the head that thought the thought, Curst be the hand that shot the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt And died to succour me." Even on a reading, the effects of these pieces is widely different, and would be felt ten times more... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 776 pages
...Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought. And curst...my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak nae mair! There did she swoon wi'... | |
 | 1854 - 356 pages
...my heart for evermair, Until the day I die. Cursed be the heart that thought the thought, And cursed the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died for sake o' me. Oh, think nae but my heart was sair AVhen my love fell aud spak' nae mair ; I laid... | |
 | Francis James Child - 1857 - 418 pages
...Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle... | |
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Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms Burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak' nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle... 
