The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With Memoir of the AuthorNelson, 1862 - 612 ページ |
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... Loud whoops the startled owl . In the hall , both squire and knight Swore that a storm was near , And looked forth to view the night ; But the night was still and clear ! XIV . From the sound of Teviot's tide , Chafing with the ...
... Loud whoops the startled owl . In the hall , both squire and knight Swore that a storm was near , And looked forth to view the night ; But the night was still and clear ! XIV . From the sound of Teviot's tide , Chafing with the ...
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... loud , and struck full long . The porter hurried to the gate- " Who knocks so loud , and knocks so late ? " " From Branksome I , " the warrior cried ; And strait the wicket opened wide : For Branksome's chiefs had in battle stood , To ...
... loud , and struck full long . The porter hurried to the gate- " Who knocks so loud , and knocks so late ? " " From Branksome I , " the warrior cried ; And strait the wicket opened wide : For Branksome's chiefs had in battle stood , To ...
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... loud : With eyes averted prayed he ; He might not endure the sight to see , Of the man he had loved so brotherly . XXI . And when the priest his death - prayer had prayed , Thus unto Deloraine he said : — : - 66 Now , speed thee what ...
... loud : With eyes averted prayed he ; He might not endure the sight to see , Of the man he had loved so brotherly . XXI . And when the priest his death - prayer had prayed , Thus unto Deloraine he said : — : - 66 Now , speed thee what ...
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... Loud sobs , and laughter louder , ran , And voices unlike the voice of man ; As if the fiends kept holiday , Because these spells were brought to - day . I cannot tell how the truth may be ; I say the tale as ' twas said to me . XXIII ...
... Loud sobs , and laughter louder , ran , And voices unlike the voice of man ; As if the fiends kept holiday , Because these spells were brought to - day . I cannot tell how the truth may be ; I say the tale as ' twas said to me . XXIII ...
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... loud and long , Till , at the high and haughty sound , Rock , wood , and river , rung around . The blast alarmed the festal hall , And startled forth the warriors all ; Far downward , in the castle - yard , Full many a torch and cresset ...
... loud and long , Till , at the high and haughty sound , Rock , wood , and river , rung around . The blast alarmed the festal hall , And startled forth the warriors all ; Far downward , in the castle - yard , Full many a torch and cresset ...
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Abbotsford agen ancient arms bade band banner battle beneath blood blood-hound bold bower brand Branksome Branksome Hall brave breast bright Brignal brow Bruce castle Chieftain clan courser crest cross Dæmon dame dark deep Deloraine Douglas dread drew e'er Ettricke Forest fair falchion fame fear fell fierce fight gallant glance glen grace Græme grey Grey Brother hall hand harp hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy honoured isle King knight lady Ladye lake lance land light lonely look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrel Mortham moss-trooper mountain ne'er noble Norham o'er pale pride Risingham rock Roderick rose round rude rung Saint Saint Hilda Saxon scarce Scotland Scott Scottish shore sire song sought soul sound spear spoke steed stern stood strain strife sword tale tell thee thine thou tide toil tower Twas wake warrior wave ween wild wind youth
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50 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 ; For him no minstrel raptures swell,; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And,...
148 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?
10 ページ - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; 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...
148 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.
58 ページ - And glimmered all the dead men's mail. Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair — So still they blaze, when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St Clair.
186 ページ - While many a broken band Disordered through her currents dash, To gain the Scottish land ; To town and tower, to down and dale, To tell red Flodden's dismal tale, And raise the universal wail. Tradition, legend, tune, and song Shall many an age that wail prolong ; Still from the sire the son shall hear Of the stern strife and carnage drear Of Flodden's fatal field. Where shivered was fair Scotland's spear And broken was her shield ! xxxv.
173 ページ - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble earl, receive my hand." But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open, at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation-stone; The hand of Douglas is his own, And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
16 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.
173 ページ - I tell thee, thou'rt defied ! And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...
xix ページ - Stuarts' throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had called his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorned and poor, He begged his bread from door to door ; ' And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp, a king had loved to hear.