The poetical works of Walter Scott, 第 9 巻 |
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... swell , The deep - toned cushat , and the redbreast shrill ; And yet some tints of summer splendour tell When the broad sun sinks down on Ettrick's western fell . Autumn departs - from Gala's fields no more Come rural Canto First.
... swell , The deep - toned cushat , and the redbreast shrill ; And yet some tints of summer splendour tell When the broad sun sinks down on Ettrick's western fell . Autumn departs - from Gala's fields no more Come rural Canto First.
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... tell . IV . " Wake , Maid of Lorn ! the moments fly , Which yet that maiden - name allow ; Wake , Maiden , wake ! the hour is nigh , When Love shall claim a plighted vow . By Fear , thy bosom's fluttering guest , By Hope , that soon ...
... tell . IV . " Wake , Maid of Lorn ! the moments fly , Which yet that maiden - name allow ; Wake , Maiden , wake ! the hour is nigh , When Love shall claim a plighted vow . By Fear , thy bosom's fluttering guest , By Hope , that soon ...
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... tell- The riddle must be read by Love . " V. Retired her maiden train among , Edith of Lorn received the song , But tamed the Minstrel's pride had been That had her cold demeanour seen ; For not upon her cheek awoke The glow of pride ...
... tell- The riddle must be read by Love . " V. Retired her maiden train among , Edith of Lorn received the song , But tamed the Minstrel's pride had been That had her cold demeanour seen ; For not upon her cheek awoke The glow of pride ...
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... With every charm that wins the heart , By Nature given , enhanced by Art , Could yet the fair reflection view , • In the bright mirror pictured true , And not one dimple on her cheek A tell - Canto I. 15 THE LORD OF THE ISLES .
... With every charm that wins the heart , By Nature given , enhanced by Art , Could yet the fair reflection view , • In the bright mirror pictured true , And not one dimple on her cheek A tell - Canto I. 15 THE LORD OF THE ISLES .
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... tell - tale consciousness bespeak ? - Lives still such maid ? -Fair damsels , say , For further vouches not my lay , Save that such lived in Britain's isle , When Lorn's bright Edith scorn'd to smile . VII . But Morag , to whose ...
... tell - tale consciousness bespeak ? - Lives still such maid ? -Fair damsels , say , For further vouches not my lay , Save that such lived in Britain's isle , When Lorn's bright Edith scorn'd to smile . VII . But Morag , to whose ...
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Abbot Alexander Allaster ancient Angus Angus Og Ardnamurchan Argentine Argyleshire arms Artornish Barbour bard bark battle battle of Methven bold brother brow called CANTO castle cheer chief Chieftain Closeburn Colonsay Comyn crown dark daughter deed descended Douglas dread Earl Earl of Ross Edith Edward England's English fair fell fierce foster-brother galley hall hand hast hath head heart heir Highland Isabel island Isles John de Menteith John of Lorn King Robert Kirkpatrick knight lake land Loch Lord of Lorn Lord Ronald Lorn Lorn's Mac-Dougal Mac-Leod Maid of Lorn Matthew of Westminster Mingarry minstrel monarch mountain Nigel Bruce noble Note o'er Peter Langtoft prince rock Ross rude sail scene Scotland Scottish Seatoun seem'd seid shore slain sleep Somerled sought stern stranger sword syne tale tell thee thine thou tower vassals wake western Western Isles wild wind
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202 ページ - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire; Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
103 ページ - And that each naked precipice, Sable ravine, and dark abyss, Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen, but this, can show Some touch of Nature's genial glow ; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And heath-bells bud in deep Glencroe, And copse on Cruchan-Ben ; But here, — above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken. For all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone,...
147 ページ - Scarba's isle, whose tortured shore Still rings to Corrievreken's roar, And lonely Colonsay; — Scenes sung by him who sings no more! His bright and brief career is o'er, And mute his tuneful strains ; Quench'd is his lamp of varied lore, That loved the light of song to pour ; A distant and a deadly shore Has LEYDEN'S cold remains ! XIL Ever the breeze blows merrily, But the galley ploughs no more the sea.
131 ページ - STRANGER ! if e'er thine ardent step hath traced The northern realms of ancient Caledon, Where the proud Queen of Wilderness hath placed, By lake and cataract, her lonely throne ; Sublime but sad delight thy soul hath known, Gazing on pathless glen and mountain high, Listing where from the cliffs the torrents thrown Mingle their echoes with the eagle's cry, And with the sounding lake, and with the moaning sky.
146 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...
146 ページ - 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, -VOL.