 I have look'd and loved my last ! When villagers my shroud bestrew With pansies, rosemary, and rue, — Then, Lady, weave a wreath for me, And weave it of the cypress-tree.  The poetical works of Walter Scott - 24 ページsir Walter Scott (bart.) 著 - 1820全文表示 - この書籍について
 | Walter Scott - 1813 - 444 ページ
...! twine for me the cypress bough ; But, O Matilda, twine not now ! Stay till a few brief months arc past, And I have look'd and loved my last ! When villagers..." No, noble Wilfrid ! ere the day When mourns the laud thy silent lay, Shall many a wreath be freely wove By hand of friendship and of love. I would... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1813 - 540 ページ
...bough ; But, O Matilda, twine not now ! Stay till a. lew brief months are past, And I have looked, and loved my last ! When villagers my shroud bestrew...wreath for me, And weave it of the cypress tree.' — p. 226. Matilda, anxious to distract the melancholy 'which her heart would not permit her to remove,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1813 - 544 ページ
...cypress bough ; B«t, O Matilda, twine not now! Stay till a tew brief months are past, And I have looked and loved my last ! When villagers my shroud bestrew...— Then, Lady, weave a wreath for me, And weave it ot the cypress tree.' — p. 226. Matilda, anxious to detract the melancholy which her heart •would... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1813 - 568 ページ
...cypress bough ; But, O Matilda, twine not now! Stay till a few brief months are past, And I have looked and loved my last! . When villagers my shroud bestrew...pansies, rosemary, and rue,— Then, Lady> weave a wreathe for me, And weave it of the cypress tree !' We have inserted this as one of the best of Mr.... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 ページ
...bough. But O Matilda* twine not now! Stay tHl a few brief months are past, And I have look'd and lov'd my last When villagers my shroud bestrew, With pansies,...a wreath for me, And weave it of the Cypress Tree! 1 ENTER THY I. u:j>IN OF BOMB. I ENTER thy garden of roses, Beloved and fair Haidee, Each morning where... | |
 | Renfrew county - 1821 - 542 ページ
...months are past, And I have look'd and lov'd my last ! When villagers my shroud bestrew, With panstes, rosemary, and rue, Then, Lady, weave a wreath for me, And weave it of the cypress tree. CXXXV. THE MOUNTAIN FLOWER. My love can boast a sweeter flcm-cr, Than can be seen in cultur'd bower,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1823 - 336 ページ
...bloody hand the victor weaves, Let the loud trump his triumph tell ; But when you hear the passing hell, Then, Lady, twine a wreath for me, And twine it of...observed the starting tear, And spoke with kind and blithesome cheer — « No, noble Wilfrid'! ere the day When mourns the land thy silent lay, Shall... | |
 | Allan Cunningham - 1825 - 756 ページ
...: But, O Matilda, twine not now! Stay till a few brief months are past, And I have look'd and lov'd my last! When villagers my shroud bestrew With pansies,...a wreath for me, And weave it of the cypress tree! STARS, DINNA PEEP IN. Bright stars, dinna peep in, To see me wi' Mary, An' O thou bright an' bonniemoon,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1827 - 678 ページ
...months are past, And I have look'd and loved my last! When villagers my shroud bestrew With pansics, rosemary, and rue, — Then, lady, weave a wreath for me, And weave it of the cypress-tree. XIV. O'Neale observed the starting tear. And spoke with kind and blithesome cheer—... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 ページ
...cypress bough : But, O Matilda, twine not now ! Stay till a few brief months are past, And I have looked and loved my last ! When villagers my shroud bestrew...rosemary, and rue,. Then, lady, weave a wreath for me, And wear it of the cypress tree. Character of WILLIAM PITT( the Elder — by Grattan. The secretary stood... | |
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