The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: The lay of the last minstrel. Ballads and lyrical piecesLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1813 |
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... Howard , or Percy's powers , Threaten Branksome's lordly towers , From Warkworth , or Naworth , or merry Carlisle . VII . Such is the custom of Branksome - Hall.- Many a valiant knight is here ; But he , the chieftain of them all , His ...
... Howard , or Percy's powers , Threaten Branksome's lordly towers , From Warkworth , or Naworth , or merry Carlisle . VII . Such is the custom of Branksome - Hall.- Many a valiant knight is here ; But he , the chieftain of them all , His ...
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... Howard is marching here , And hot Lord Dacre , with many a spear , And all the German hackbut - men , * Who have long lain at Askerten : They crossed the Liddel at curfew hour , And burned my little lonely tower ; * Musketeers . The ...
... Howard is marching here , And hot Lord Dacre , with many a spear , And all the German hackbut - men , * Who have long lain at Askerten : They crossed the Liddel at curfew hour , And burned my little lonely tower ; * Musketeers . The ...
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Sir Walter Scott. When , from beneath the greenwood tree , Rode forth Lord Howard's chivalry ; His men at arms , with glaive and spear , Brought up the battle's glittering rear . There many a youthful knight , full keen To gain his spurs ...
Sir Walter Scott. When , from beneath the greenwood tree , Rode forth Lord Howard's chivalry ; His men at arms , with glaive and spear , Brought up the battle's glittering rear . There many a youthful knight , full keen To gain his spurs ...
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... Howard and Lord Dacre stout Sped to the front of their array , To hear what this old knight should say . XXII . " Ye English warden lords , of you Demands the Ladye of Buccleuch , Why , ' gainst the truce of Border - tide , In hostile ...
... Howard and Lord Dacre stout Sped to the front of their array , To hear what this old knight should say . XXII . " Ye English warden lords , of you Demands the Ladye of Buccleuch , Why , ' gainst the truce of Border - tide , In hostile ...
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... Howard took the word : - May't please thy Dame , Sir Seneschal , To seek the castle's outward wall , Our pursuivant - at - arms shall shew , Both why we came , and when we go . ” " - The message sped , the noble Dame To the wall's ...
... Howard took the word : - May't please thy Dame , Sir Seneschal , To seek the castle's outward wall , Our pursuivant - at - arms shall shew , Both why we came , and when we go . ” " - The message sped , the noble Dame To the wall's ...
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200 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 ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSH'D is the harp — the Minstrel...
169 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...
12 ページ - Stuart's 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.
191 ページ - 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.
169 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, doubly...
11 ページ - Seemed to have known a better day; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry. For, well-a-day! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead ; •And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest.
57 ページ - Tis said, as through the aisles they passed, They heard strange noises on the blast ; And through the cloister-galleries small, Which at mid-height thread the chancel wall, 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.
51 ページ - In these far climes, it was my lot To meet the wondrous Michael Scott ; A wizard of such dreaded fame, That when, in Salamanca's cave, Him listed his magic wand to wave, The bells would ring in Notre Dame...
51 ページ - Showed many a prophet, and many a saint, Whose image on the glass was dyed ; Full in the midst, his Cross of Red Triumphant Michael brandished, And trampled the Apostate's pride. The moon-beam kissed the holy pane, And threw on the pavement a bloody stain.
171 ページ - Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot stone, Though there, forgotten...