 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 320 pagine
...Do you wait till I shrink from the pain ? Xo ! the son of Alknomook shall never complain. Bemember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which...from your nation away: Now the flame rises fast; ye exult in my pain; But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land where my father is... | |
 | 1819 - 792 pagine
...Whysoblowf Dovouwai, till f shrink from my pain? No f the son of Alnomoc will never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation away. Now the flame rúes fast ! you exult in my pain; But the son of Alnomoc shall never complain. 1 go to the land where... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1823 - 402 pagine
...slow? Do you wait till I shrink from the pain? No, the son of Alknomook will never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation away — Now the fire rises fast, you exult in my pain, But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 470 pagine
...Do you wait till I shrink from the pain? •No, the son of Alknomook will never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation away — Now the fire rises fast, you exult in my pain, But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 406 pagine
...? Do you. wait till I shrink from the pain? No, the son of Alknomook will never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation away — Now the fire rises fast, you exult in my pain, But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 pagine
...Do you wait till I shrink from the pain ? No! the son of Alknomook ,shall never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which...from your nation away. Now the flame rises fast; ye exult in my pain; But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land where my father is... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1825 - 472 pagine
...Do you wait till I shrink from the pain? No ; the son of Alknomook shall never complain . Remember the wood, where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which...bore from your nation away: Now the flame rises fast ; you exult in my pain ; But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land where my father... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1827 - 486 pagine
...? Do you wait till I shrink from the pain? No; the son of Alknomook shall never complain. Remember the wood, where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation awav : Now the flame rises fast ; you exult in my pain ; But the son of Alknomook can never complain.... | |
 | 1834 - 358 pagine
...?—do ye wait till I shrink from the pain • No! the son of Alknomook will never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which...from your nation away ! Now the flame rises fast, you exult in my pain, But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land where Tny father... | |
 | England - 1835 - 794 pagine
...Do you wait till I shrink from the pain ? No ! the son of Alknomook shall never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which...from your nation away. Now the flame rises fast ; ye exult in my pain ; But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land where my father is... | |
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... your threats are in vain, For the son of Alknomook shall never complain. Remember the arrows he shot from his bow; Remember your chiefs by his hatchet laid low: Why so slow? — do you wait till I shrink from the pain? 
