The Complete Poetical Works of ScottHoughton Mifflin, 1900 - 582 ページ |
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... Bruce's blood shall come , As near as in the ninth degree . ' The waters worship shall his race ; Likewise the waves of the farthest sea ; 79 For they shall ride over ocean wide , With hempen bridles , and horse of tree . ' PART THIRD ...
... Bruce's blood shall come , As near as in the ninth degree . ' The waters worship shall his race ; Likewise the waves of the farthest sea ; 79 For they shall ride over ocean wide , With hempen bridles , and horse of tree . ' PART THIRD ...
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... Bruce , and Percy hear . ' They told how in their convent - cell A Saxon princess once did dwell , The lovely Edelfled ; And how , of thousand snakes , each one Was changed into a coil of stone When holy Hilda prayed ; Themselves ...
... Bruce , and Percy hear . ' They told how in their convent - cell A Saxon princess once did dwell , The lovely Edelfled ; And how , of thousand snakes , each one Was changed into a coil of stone When holy Hilda prayed ; Themselves ...
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... Bruce the bold ; Of later fields of feud and fight , When , pouring from their Highland height , 200 The Scottish clans in headlong sway Had swept the scarlet ranks away . While stretched at length upon the floor , Again I fought each ...
... Bruce the bold ; Of later fields of feud and fight , When , pouring from their Highland height , 200 The Scottish clans in headlong sway Had swept the scarlet ranks away . While stretched at length upon the floor , Again I fought each ...
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... Bruce's soul , Angus , my hasty speech forgive ! - For sure as doth his spirit live , As he said of the Douglas old , I well may say of you , - That never king did subject hold , In speech more free , in war more bold , 46 More tender ...
... Bruce's soul , Angus , my hasty speech forgive ! - For sure as doth his spirit live , As he said of the Douglas old , I well may say of you , - That never king did subject hold , In speech more free , in war more bold , 46 More tender ...
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... Bruce , to rule the fight And cry , Saint Andrew and our right ! ' Another sight had seen that morn , From Fate's dark book a leaf been torn , And Flodden had been Bannockbourne ! — The precious hour has passed in vain , And England's ...
... Bruce , to rule the fight And cry , Saint Andrew and our right ! ' Another sight had seen that morn , From Fate's dark book a leaf been torn , And Flodden had been Bannockbourne ! — The precious hour has passed in vain , And England's ...
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ancient arms band banner bard battle beneath blood bold Bonny Dundee bower brand Branksome Hall brave breast bright broadsword brow Bruce called CANTO castle courser dark death deep Deloraine Douglas dread Earl Ettrick Forest fair falchion fame fate fear fell fierce fight fire gallant glance glen grace gray hall hand harp hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill holy Holy Island honor horse isle King knight lady land light Lindisfarne Loch Katrine lone look Lord loud maid maiden Marmion minstrel morning Mortham moss-trooper mountain ne'er noble Norham o'er Old Play pale pibroch poem pride Risingham rock Roderick Rokeby round Saint Saint Cuthbert Saxon scene Scotland Scott Scottish song sought soul sound spear steed stern stood sword tale tell thee thine thou tide tower voice wake warrior wave ween wild wind
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149 ページ - O woman ! in our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade by the light, quivering aspen made ; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou...
441 ページ - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. '"Tell me, thou bonny bird. When shall I marry me?' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.' '"Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?' — 'The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly. "The glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady; The owl from the steeple sing, 'Welcome, proud lady.
130 ページ - Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered...
51 ページ - IF thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild but to flout the ruins gray.
51 ページ - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower ; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave; Then go — but go alone the while — Then view St David's ruined pile ; And, home returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
74 ページ - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill.
57 ページ - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
74 ページ - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well...
46 ページ - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have known a better day; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by .an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry; For, well-a-day!
177 ページ - The font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.