Page:Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine 35 1834.pdf/7



the cloud of night comes rolling on— Darker is thy repose, my fair-hair'd son! Silent and dark!

Darkly the cloud of night comes rolling on— Darker is thy repose, my fair-hair'd son! Silent and dark!

Darkly the cloud of night comes rolling on— Darker is thy repose, my fair-hair'd son! Silent and dark!

Darkly the cloud of night comes rolling on— Darker is thy repose, my fair-hair'd son! Silent and dark!