The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1827 - 489 ページ |
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... thee , To win the treasure of the tomb : For this will be St Michael's night , And , though stars be dim , the moon is bright ; And the cross , of bloody red , Will point to the grave of the Mighty Dead . XXIII . « What he gives thee ...
... thee , To win the treasure of the tomb : For this will be St Michael's night , And , though stars be dim , the moon is bright ; And the cross , of bloody red , Will point to the grave of the Mighty Dead . XXIII . « What he gives thee ...
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... thee by me ; the fated hour is come , the helmet . And , with jocund din , am Her son pursued his A fancied moss - troo The truncheon And round the 1 In mimic f Even bearde Share it Albeit t ' W. For " itone with thee , tomb . » - nk ...
... thee by me ; the fated hour is come , the helmet . And , with jocund din , am Her son pursued his A fancied moss - troo The truncheon And round the 1 In mimic f Even bearde Share it Albeit t ' W. For " itone with thee , tomb . » - nk ...
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... thee to live and die ; ( 1 ) When distant Tweed is heard to rave , And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave ... thee by me ; Says , that the fated hour is come , ' Aventayle , visor of the helmet . And that to - night I shall ...
... thee to live and die ; ( 1 ) When distant Tweed is heard to rave , And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave ... thee by me ; Says , that the fated hour is come , ' Aventayle , visor of the helmet . And that to - night I shall ...
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... thee . And , Musgrave , could our fight be tried , And thou wert now alive , as I , No mortal man should us divide , Till one , or both of us , did die : Yet rest thee , God ! for well I know I ne'er shall find a nobler foe . In all the ...
... thee . And , Musgrave , could our fight be tried , And thou wert now alive , as I , No mortal man should us divide , Till one , or both of us , did die : Yet rest thee , God ! for well I know I ne'er shall find a nobler foe . In all the ...
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... thee to change the doom of Heaven , And crush that dragon in its birth , Predestined scourge of guilty earth . Lamented chief ! -not thine the power , To save in that presumptuous hour , When Prussia hurried to the field , And snatch'd ...
... thee to change the doom of Heaven , And crush that dragon in its birth , Predestined scourge of guilty earth . Lamented chief ! -not thine the power , To save in that presumptuous hour , When Prussia hurried to the field , And snatch'd ...
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2 ページ - And, would the noble Duchess deign To listen to an old man's strain, Though stiff his hand, his voice though weak, He thought even yet, the sooth to speak, That, if she loved the harp to hear, He could make music to her ear.
241 ページ - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
118 ページ - 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. Fleet foot on the correi...
90 ページ - Lord Marmion started from the ground, As light as if he felt no wound; Though in the action burst the tide, In torrents from his wounded side. " Then it was truth," he said—" I knew That the dark presage must be true.
372 ページ - I CLIMB'D the dark brow of the mighty Hellvellyn, Lakes and mountains beneath me gleam'd misty and wide ; All was still, save by fits, when the eagle was yelling. And starting around me the echoes replied. On the right, Striden-edge round the Red-tarn was bending, And Catchedicam its left verge was defending, One huge nameless rock in the front was ascending, When I mark'd the sad spot where the wanderer had died.
373 ページ - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges: Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded: Faster come, faster come. Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master.
86 ページ - Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride, I warrant him a warrior tried.
11 ページ - O 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!
241 ページ - In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody. Nor doth its entrance front in vain To old lona's holy fane, That Nature's voice might seem to say, " Well hast thou done, frail Child of clay ! Thy humble powers that stately shrine Task'd high and hard — but witness mine !"— XI.
372 ページ - Now let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale; Young Frank is chief of Errington And lord of Langley-dale; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen' — But aye she loot the tears down fa* For Jock of Hazeldean.