The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, 第 1 巻Little, Brown & Company; Shepard, Clark and Brown, 1857 |
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... Teviot's maids and matrons lent : But o'er her warrior's bloody bier The Ladye dropp'd nor flower nor tear ! Vengeance , deep - brooding o'er the slain , Had lock'd the source of softer woe ; And burning pride , and high disdain ...
... Teviot's maids and matrons lent : But o'er her warrior's bloody bier The Ladye dropp'd nor flower nor tear ! Vengeance , deep - brooding o'er the slain , Had lock'd the source of softer woe ; And burning pride , and high disdain ...
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... Teviot's tide , That chafes against the scaur's red side ? Is it the wind , that swings the oaks ? Is it the echo from the rocks ? What may it be , the heavy sound , That moans old Branksome's turrets round ? XIII . At the sullen ...
... Teviot's tide , That chafes against the scaur's red side ? Is it the wind , that swings the oaks ? Is it the echo from the rocks ? What may it be , the heavy sound , That moans old Branksome's turrets round ? XIII . At the sullen ...
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Walter Scott George Gilfillan. XIV . From the sound of Teviot's tide , Chafing with the mountain's side , From the groan of the wind - swung oak , From the sullen echo of the rock , From the voice of the coming storm , The Ladye knew it ...
Walter Scott George Gilfillan. XIV . From the sound of Teviot's tide , Chafing with the mountain's side , From the groan of the wind - swung oak , From the sullen echo of the rock , From the voice of the coming storm , The Ladye knew it ...
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... Teviot's tide , and Branksome's tower , Till pride be quell'd , and love be free . " XVIII . The unearthly voices ceast , And the heavy sound was still ; It died on the river's breast , It died on the side of the hill . But round Lord ...
... Teviot's tide , and Branksome's tower , Till pride be quell'd , and love be free . " XVIII . The unearthly voices ceast , And the heavy sound was still ; It died on the river's breast , It died on the side of the hill . But round Lord ...
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... Teviot's tide . * The wild birds told their warbling tale , And waken'd every flower that blows And peeped forth the violet pale , And spread her breast the mountain rose . And lovelier than the rose so red , Yet paler than the violet ...
... Teviot's tide . * The wild birds told their warbling tale , And waken'd every flower that blows And peeped forth the violet pale , And spread her breast the mountain rose . And lovelier than the rose so red , Yet paler than the violet ...
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94 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.
38 ページ - Stuarts' throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had call'd his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorn'd and poor, He begg'd his bread from door to door, And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp a king had loved to hear.
42 ページ - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot: Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied : And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the latest minstrel sung.
40 ページ - Duchess* marked his weary pace, His timid mien, and reverend face, And bade her page the menials tell, That they should tend the old man well: For she had known adversity, Though born in such a high degree ; In pride of power, in beauty's bloom, Had wept o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb...
212 ページ - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
203 ページ - There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle , Each one the holy vault doth hold, But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle ! And each St.
201 ページ - Tis not because the ring they ride, And Lindesay at the ring rides well, But that my sire the wine will chide If 'tis not fill'd by Rosabelle.
201 ページ - O'er Roslin all that dreary night A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam; 'Twas broader than the watch-fire's light, And redder than the bright moonbeam. It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copse-wood glen; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from cavern'd Hawthornden. Seem'd all on fire that chapel proud, Where Roslin's chiefs uncoffin'd lie, Each Baron, for a sable shroud, Sheathed in his iron panoply.
234 ページ - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
74 ページ - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the ozier wand, In many a freakish knot had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.