The Lady of the Lake: A PoemJohn Ballantyne and Company, 1810 - 433 ページ |
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... Robin Hood and all his band , - Friar Tuck with quarter - staff and cowl , Old Scathelocke with his surly scowl , Maid Marian fair as ivory bone , Scarlet , and Mutch , and Little John ; Their bugles challenge all that will , In archery ...
... Robin Hood and all his band , - Friar Tuck with quarter - staff and cowl , Old Scathelocke with his surly scowl , Maid Marian fair as ivory bone , Scarlet , and Mutch , and Little John ; Their bugles challenge all that will , In archery ...
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... Robin Hood , it is well known , had his celebrated do- mestic chaplain Friar Tuck . And that same curtal friar was probably matched in manners and appearance by the ghostly fathers of the Tynedale robbers , who are thus described in an ...
... Robin Hood , it is well known , had his celebrated do- mestic chaplain Friar Tuck . And that same curtal friar was probably matched in manners and appearance by the ghostly fathers of the Tynedale robbers , who are thus described in an ...
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... Robin Hood . The raven's bone . Marian- -Now o'er head sat a raven On a sere bough , a grown , great bird and hoarse , Who , all the time the deer was breaking up , So croaked and cried for it , as all the huntsmen , Especially old ...
... Robin Hood . The raven's bone . Marian- -Now o'er head sat a raven On a sere bough , a grown , great bird and hoarse , Who , all the time the deer was breaking up , So croaked and cried for it , as all the huntsmen , Especially old ...
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... Robin Hood.-St. XXII . p . 224 . The exhibition of this renowned Outlaw and his band was a favourite frolic at such festivals as we are describing . This sport , in which kings did not disdain to be actors , was prohibit- ed in Scotland ...
... Robin Hood.-St. XXII . p . 224 . The exhibition of this renowned Outlaw and his band was a favourite frolic at such festivals as we are describing . This sport , in which kings did not disdain to be actors , was prohibit- ed in Scotland ...
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... Robin Hude , whilk enormity was of mony years left and damned by statute and ... Hood's day ; and his mitre and rochet were fain to give way to the village ... Robin Hood was usually acted in May ; and he was associated with the morrice ...
... Robin Hude , whilk enormity was of mony years left and damned by statute and ... Hood's day ; and his mitre and rochet were fain to give way to the village ... Robin Hood was usually acted in May ; and he was associated with the morrice ...
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agen Alpine's arms ballad band bard battle blade blood bold brand Brantome brave breast broad-sword brow called CANTO castle chase chief Chieftain clan Clan-Alpine's Cross Dæmon dark death deep deer Douglas dread drew Duergar Earl of Angus Ellen fair fairy fear Fiery Cross Fitz-James Gael gallant glance glen grace grey hand harp head hear heard heart heath heaven Highland hill honoured hounds isle James John Gunn King king's LADY lake land Loch-Katrine Lord loud lowland Macgregor maid maiden merry Minstrel morning mountain ne'er night noble Note o'er pass Perthshire pibroch plaid pride rock Roderick Dhu round Rowland Yorke Saint Modan Saxon Scotland Scottish shallop shewed side sire snood song sound spear speed stag steed Stirling Stirling Castle stood stranger sword tear thee thine thou tide Twas Urisk warrior wave western isles wild yonder
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118 ページ - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! 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.
38 ページ - Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more; Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
289 ページ - Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp! Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway, And little reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay.
211 ページ - It nerves my heart, it steels my sword ; For I have sworn this braid to stain In the best blood that warms thy vein. Now, truce, farewell ! and ruth, begone ! — Yet think not that by thee alone, Proud Chief ! can courtesy be shown ; Though not from copse, or heath, or cairn, Start at my whistle clansmen stern, Of this small horn one feeble blast Would fearful odds against thee cast. But fear not — doubt not — which thou wilt — We try this quarrel hilt to hilt.
208 ページ - No, Stranger, none; And hear, — to fire thy flagging zeal, — The Saxon cause rests on thy steel; For thus spoke Fate, by prophet bred Between the living and the dead: 'Who spills the foremost foeman's life, His party- conquers in the strife.
128 ページ - The heath this night must be my bed, The bracken* curtain for my head, My lullaby the warder's tread, Far, far, from love and thee, Mary ; To-morrow eve, more stilly laid, My couch may be my bloody plaid, My vesper song, thy wail, sweet maid...
210 ページ - Who ill deserved my courteous' care, And whose best boast is but to wear A braid of his fair lady's hair.' 'I thank thee, Roderick, for the word! It nerves my heart, it steels my sword ; For I have sworn this braid to stain In the best blood that warms thy vein.
211 ページ - Then each at once his falchion drew, Each on the ground his scabbard threw, Each looked to sun, and stream, and plain, As what they ne'er might see again ; Then foot, and point, and eye opposed, In dubious strife they darkly closed.
99 ページ - The torrent showed its glistening pride ; Invisible in flecked sky, The lark sent down her revelry; The blackbird and the speckled thrush Good-morrow gave from brake and bush ; In answer cooed the cushat dove, Her notes of peace, and rest, and love.
16 ページ - With boughs that quaked at every breath, Grey birch and aspen wept beneath ; Aloft, the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock ; And, higher yet, the pine-tree hung His shatter'd trunk, and frequent flung, Where seem'd the cliffs to meet on high, His boughs athwart the narrow'd sky.