 | Elizabeth Inchbald - English drama - 746 pages
...leaf's tur \ed down Where hopeless Armin mourns his murdered child. (Reads.) " Alone on the sea- beat rock my daughter was heard to complain — frequent...loud were her cries, nor could her father relieve her All night I stood on the shore — 1 saw her by the faint beam of the moon, and before morning appeared,... | |
 | R. R. Agrawal - Art - 1990 - 316 pages
...wherein Armin bewails the loss of his children, especially of his daughter: "Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore: I saw her by the faint beam of the moon.... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Fiction - 1995 - 316 pages
...Sudden a blast from a hill came over the waves; he sank, and he rose no more. "Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore: I saw her by the faint beam of the moon.... | |
 | Jennifer Radden - History - 2002 - 394 pages
...Sudden a blast from a hill came over the waves; he sank, and he rose no more. "Alone, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain; frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore: I saw her by the faint beam of the moon.... | |
 | Dafydd Moore - Celts in literature - 2004 - 612 pages
...broken in twain by the waves. Armar plunges into the fea, to refcue his Daura or die. Sudden a blafc from the hill comes over the waves. He funk, and he rofe no more. ALONE, on the lea-beat rock, my daughter, was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries ; nor could hen... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Stanley Appelbaum - Foreign Language Study - 2003 - 244 pages
...Sudden a hlast from the hill came over the waves. He sank, and he rose no more. Alone, on the sea-heat rock, my daughter was heard to complain, Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her hy the faint heam of the moon.... | |
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ALONE, on the sea-beat rock, my daughter was heard to complain. Frequent and loud were her cries. What could her father do? All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. 
