The Lay of the Last Minstrel, a PoemJoseph Cushing; and E. Sargeant, New York, 1811 - 232 ページ |
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... and knight Swore that a storm was near , And looked forth to view the night ; But the night was still and clear ! Scaur , a precipitous bank of earth . XIV . From the sound of Teviot's tide , Chafing 16 Canto 1 . THE LAY OF THE.
... and knight Swore that a storm was near , And looked forth to view the night ; But the night was still and clear ! Scaur , a precipitous bank of earth . XIV . From the sound of Teviot's tide , Chafing 16 Canto 1 . THE LAY OF THE.
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... looked he , And his blue eyes gleamed wild and wide ; “ And , darest thou , warrior ! seek to see What heaven and hell alike would hide ? My breast , in belt of iron pent , With shirt of hair , and scourge of thorn ; For threescore ...
... looked he , And his blue eyes gleamed wild and wide ; “ And , darest thou , warrior ! seek to see What heaven and hell alike would hide ? My breast , in belt of iron pent , With shirt of hair , and scourge of thorn ; For threescore ...
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... looked forth ; And red and bright the streamers light Were dancing in the glowing north . So had he seen , in fair Castile , The youth in glittering squadrons start ; Sudden the flying jennet wheel , And hurl the unexpected dart , He ...
... looked forth ; And red and bright the streamers light Were dancing in the glowing north . So had he seen , in fair Castile , The youth in glittering squadrons start ; Sudden the flying jennet wheel , And hurl the unexpected dart , He ...
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... deep , how zealously , The precious juice the minstrel quaffed ; And he , emboldened by the draught , Looked gaily back to them and laughed . * Wood pigeon . The cordial nectar of the bowl Swelled his old veins Canto 2. LAST MINSTREL . 46.
... deep , how zealously , The precious juice the minstrel quaffed ; And he , emboldened by the draught , Looked gaily back to them and laughed . * Wood pigeon . The cordial nectar of the bowl Swelled his old veins Canto 2. LAST MINSTREL . 46.
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... looked round , applause to claim- Then lightened Thirlestane's eye of flame ; His bugle Wat of Harden blew : * Lyke - wake , the watching a corpse previous to inter ment , Pensils and pennons wide were flung , To heaven the Canto 4 ...
... looked round , applause to claim- Then lightened Thirlestane's eye of flame ; His bugle Wat of Harden blew : * Lyke - wake , the watching a corpse previous to inter ment , Pensils and pennons wide were flung , To heaven the Canto 4 ...
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ancient arms band bard baron Beattisons beneath betwixt blaze blood blood-hound Border Branksome Branksome hall Branksome's Buccleuch bugle called CANTO castle chapel chief Clair clan courser crest cross Cumberland dæmons Dame dead Douglas dread Duke Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Orkney Eildon Hills English Eskdale Ettricke Ettricke Forest fair on Carlisle Fawdon fight fire Froissart gallant hall hand harp head heard heart highnes horse James Jedburgh king Kirkwall knight Ladye laird of Buccleuch lances lands Liddesdale lord Dacre loud Melrose Melrose Abbey Michael Scott MINSTREL moss-trooper Musgrave ne'er noble NOTE o'er ride rode round Saint sayd Scotland Scots Scottish Scottish Border shulde Sir William slain song spear steed stone stood sun shines fair sword Teviot's thee theyme theyre Thomas Musgrave thou Tinlinn tower twixt Virgilius Walter warden warrior ween wild William of Deloraine word wound
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81 ページ - CALL it not vain: — they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies: Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan; That mountains weep in crystal rill; That flowers in tears of balm distil; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges...