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... dread , Before Lord Cranstoun she should wed , Would see her on her dying bed . XI . Of noble race the Ladye came , Her father was a clerk of fame , Of Bethune's line of Picardie : He learned the art that none may name , In Padua , far ...
... dread , Before Lord Cranstoun she should wed , Would see her on her dying bed . XI . Of noble race the Ladye came , Her father was a clerk of fame , Of Bethune's line of Picardie : He learned the art that none may name , In Padua , far ...
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... dreaded fame , That when , in Salamanca's cave , Him listed his magic wand to wave , The bells would ring in Notre Dame ! Some of his skill he taught to me ; And , warrior , I could say to thee The words that cleft Eildon hills in three ...
... dreaded fame , That when , in Salamanca's cave , Him listed his magic wand to wave , The bells would ring in Notre Dame ! Some of his skill he taught to me ; And , warrior , I could say to thee The words that cleft Eildon hills in three ...
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... dread , When Michael in the tomb I laid ! Strange sounds along the chancel passed , The banners waved without a blast , ' - Still spoke the monk , when the bell tolled one ! - I tell you , that a braver man Than William of Deloraine ...
... dread , When Michael in the tomb I laid ! Strange sounds along the chancel passed , The banners waved without a blast , ' - Still spoke the monk , when the bell tolled one ! - I tell you , that a braver man Than William of Deloraine ...
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... is not the watchman's bugle blown ? XXVII . The ladye steps in doubt and dread , Lest her watchful mother hear her tread ; * Carter Fell , one of the Border hills . The ladye caresses the rough bloodhound , Lest his voice 40 SCOTT'S POEMS .
... is not the watchman's bugle blown ? XXVII . The ladye steps in doubt and dread , Lest her watchful mother hear her tread ; * Carter Fell , one of the Border hills . The ladye caresses the rough bloodhound , Lest his voice 40 SCOTT'S POEMS .
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... Dreaded in battle , and loved in hall : And she , when love , scarce told , scarce hid , Lent to her cheek a livelier red ; When the half sigh her swelling breast Against the silken ribbon pressed ; When her blue eyes their secret told ...
... Dreaded in battle , and loved in hall : And she , when love , scarce told , scarce hid , Lent to her cheek a livelier red ; When the half sigh her swelling breast Against the silken ribbon pressed ; When her blue eyes their secret told ...
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Abbess arms band beneath blaze blood bold Border bore bower brand Branksome Branksome Hall Branksome's brave breast bright castle cheer clan Clare courser cross dame dark dead deep Deloraine Douglas dread e'er Eskdale Ettrick Forest fair falchion fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden gallant grace grave hall hand harp hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy King knight lady Ladye lance land Liddesdale light Lindisfarne Lochinvar lonely look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrel monk moss-trooper Musgrave ne'er noble o'er pale Palmer Perchance plain prayed pride proud raven's nest ride rode rose round rude rung Saint Saint George scarce Scotland Scotland's Scottish seneschal shield sigh sound spear spoke spur squire steed stood tale Tantallon tell Teviot's thee thou thought tide toil tomb tower train True Thomas turrets Twas warriors wave ween wild William of Deloraine Wilton
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241 ページ - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied;— Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide, — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
241 ページ - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
240 ページ - He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the 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.
281 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.
240 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. So boldly he...
17 ページ - Which marks security to please : And scenes, long past, of joy and pain, Came wildering o'er his aged brain. He tried to tune his harp in vain ! The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony.
15 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...
223 ページ - When sated with the martial show That peopled all the plain below, The wandering eye could o'er it go, And mark the distant city glow With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep...
293 ページ - And plumed crests of chieftains brave, Floating like foam upon the wave; But nought distinct they see: Wide raged the battle on the plain; Spears shook, and falchions flashed amain ; Fell England's arrow-flight like rain; Crests rose, and stooped, and rose again, Wild and disorderly. Amid the scene of tumult, high They saw Lord Marmion's falcon fly: And stainless Tunstall's banner white, And Edmund Howard's lion bright...
106 ページ - The blackening wave is edged with white : To inch* and rock the sea-mews fly; The fishers have heard the Water-Sprite, Whose screams forebode that wreck is nigh. "Last night the gifted Seer did view A wet shroud swathed round ladye gay ; Then stay thee, Fair, in Ravensbeuch ; Why cross the gloomy firth to-day?