Marmion: A Tale of Flodden FieldWilliam Smith, 1840 - 330 ページ |
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... notes rebound . The solemn echo seems to cry , - " Here let their discord with them die : Speak not for those a separate doom , Whom Fate made brothers in the tomb , But search the land of living men , Where wilt CANTO FIRST . 7.
... notes rebound . The solemn echo seems to cry , - " Here let their discord with them die : Speak not for those a separate doom , Whom Fate made brothers in the tomb , But search the land of living men , Where wilt CANTO FIRST . 7.
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A Tale of Flodden Field Walter Scott. But search the land of living men , Where wilt thou find their like agen Rest , ardent Spirits ! till the cries Of dying Nature bid you rise ; י ? Not even your Britain's groans can pierce The leaden ...
A Tale of Flodden Field Walter Scott. But search the land of living men , Where wilt thou find their like agen Rest , ardent Spirits ! till the cries Of dying Nature bid you rise ; י ? Not even your Britain's groans can pierce The leaden ...
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... living mortal could be near . Sometimes I thought I heard it plain , As other voices spoke again . I cannot tell - I like it not— Friar John hath told us it is wrote , No conscience clear , and void of wrong , Can rest awake , and pray ...
... living mortal could be near . Sometimes I thought I heard it plain , As other voices spoke again . I cannot tell - I like it not— Friar John hath told us it is wrote , No conscience clear , and void of wrong , Can rest awake , and pray ...
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... , dell , nor copse , you spy , Where living thing conceal'd might lie ; Nor point , retiring , hides a dell , Where swain , or woodman lone , might dwell ; There's nothing left to Fancy's guess , You see that 44 INTRODUCTION TO.
... , dell , nor copse , you spy , Where living thing conceal'd might lie ; Nor point , retiring , hides a dell , Where swain , or woodman lone , might dwell ; There's nothing left to Fancy's guess , You see that 44 INTRODUCTION TO.
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... living meets the eye or ear , But well I ween the dead are near ; For though , in feudal strife , a foe Hath laid Our Lady's chapel low , Yet still , beneath the hallow'd soil , The peasant rests him from his toil , And , dying , bids ...
... living meets the eye or ear , But well I ween the dead are near ; For though , in feudal strife , a foe Hath laid Our Lady's chapel low , Yet still , beneath the hallow'd soil , The peasant rests him from his toil , And , dying , bids ...
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Abbess ancient Angus armour arms band banner battle battle of Flodden beneath blast bold Border Bothwell CANTO castle chapel Clare Cuthbert dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettrick Forest Eustace fair falcon fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave Guenever hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Hilda hill holy Holy Island horse host James IV king's knight Lady land Lindesay Lindisfarne Lochinvar look Lord Marmion loud maid mark'd merry minstrel Monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland nought o'er Original Drawing Palmer pass'd Perchance plain rest round royal rude scarce Scotland Scottish seem'd shield show'd Sir David Sir Launcelot spear spoke squire steed stone stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee thou thought tide tower Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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175 ページ - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
227 ページ - Douglas' head! And, first, I tell thee, haughty Peer, He who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate; And, Douglas, more I tell thee here...
44 ページ - Thou know'st it well, -nor fen, nor sedge, Pollute the pure lake's crystal edge ; Abrupt and sheer, the mountains sink At once upon the level brink ; And just a trace of silver sand Marks where the water meets the land. Far in the mirror, bright and blue, Each hill's huge outline you may view...
175 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.
7 ページ - O'er PITT'S the mournful requiem sound, And Fox's shall the notes rebound. The solemn echo seems to cry, — " Here let their discord with them die. Speak not for those a separate doom, Whom Fate made brothers in the tomb ; But search the land of living men, Where wilt thou find their like agen...
243 ページ - Ask me not what the maiden feels, Left in that dreadful hour alone: Perchance her reason stoops, or reels; Perchance a courage, not her own, Braces her mind to desperate tone. — The scatter'd van of England wheels ; — She only said, as loud in air The tumult roar'd, " Is Wilton there? " — They fly, or, madden'd by despair. Fight but to die, —
10 ページ - And Dryden, in immortal strain, Had raised the Table Round again, But that a ribald King and Court Bade him toil on, to make them sport ; Demanded for their niggard pay, Fit for their souls, a looser lay, Licentious satire, song, and play ; The world defrauded of the high design, Profaned the God-given strength, and marr'd the lofty line.
3 ページ - My imps, though hardy, bold, and wild, As best befits the mountain child, Feel the sad influence of the hour, And wail the daisy's vanished flower ; Their summer gambols tell, and mourn, And anxious ask, — Will spring return, And birds and lambs again be gay, And blossoms clothe the hawthorn spray ? Yes, prattlers, yes ; the daisy's flower Again shall paint your summer bower ; Again the hawthorn shall supply The garlands you delight to tie ; The lambs upon the lea shall bound, The wild birds carol...
176 ページ - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran: There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see, So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
95 ページ - Soft shall be his pillow. There, through the summer day, Cool streams are laving ; There, while the tempests sway, Scarce are boughs waving...