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cured from the plundering expeditions of their neighbours ; “ for , ” said
Dunmorven , “ on the silver plates , the ornaments of his baldrick , he thus
addressed his broad sword : " “ Hæ tibi erunt artes , pacisque imponere morem ,
Parcere ...
cured from the plundering expeditions of their neighbours ; “ for , ” said
Dunmorven , “ on the silver plates , the ornaments of his baldrick , he thus
addressed his broad sword : " “ Hæ tibi erunt artes , pacisque imponere morem ,
Parcere ...
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were like the clouds of the tempest , The children of Dermid arose and girded on
the swords of their valour ; they looked on the chief of Dunmorven , Vich Ean the
son of the aged , whose sword was the star of their love , that had shone in the ...
were like the clouds of the tempest , The children of Dermid arose and girded on
the swords of their valour ; they looked on the chief of Dunmorven , Vich Ean the
son of the aged , whose sword was the star of their love , that had shone in the ...
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Night closed round the warriors of victory ; they rested on their swords amid the
heaps of the slain ; they kindled their watch fires on the field of the dead . “ Mourn
, thou lovely land of green fields * ; the light of thy glory is dim ; the hero of thy ...
Night closed round the warriors of victory ; they rested on their swords amid the
heaps of the slain ; they kindled their watch fires on the field of the dead . “ Mourn
, thou lovely land of green fields * ; the light of thy glory is dim ; the hero of thy ...
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sword is hung on the walls . Red was thy hand in the fight , and fleet thy foot ... He
fell not in the clash of swords , but by the recreant bolt of the fearful ; for his arm
was like the whirl wind on the forest . . . . . . . . . “ Weep not , chief of the rocky isle ...
sword is hung on the walls . Red was thy hand in the fight , and fleet thy foot ... He
fell not in the clash of swords , but by the recreant bolt of the fearful ; for his arm
was like the whirl wind on the forest . . . . . . . . . “ Weep not , chief of the rocky isle ...
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And welcome , " said the bairdh , “ welcome to the halls of Dunmorven , the youth
whom the warrior loved , whose young sword learned to smite by his side ; O
welcome ! who bringeth home the golden - shelled sword of Clancola , that
shone ...
And welcome , " said the bairdh , “ welcome to the halls of Dunmorven , the youth
whom the warrior loved , whose young sword learned to smite by his side ; O
welcome ! who bringeth home the golden - shelled sword of Clancola , that
shone ...
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80 ページ - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
116 ページ - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
216 ページ - Thus we may see, quoth he, how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine; And after one hour more, 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
65 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...
78 ページ - By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, By strangers honoured and by strangers mourned...
35 ページ - But — doubt not aught from mine array. Thou art my guest ; I pledged my word As far as Coilantogle Ford ; Nor would I call a clansman's brand For aid against one valiant hand, Though on our strife lay every vale Rent by the Saxon from the Gael. So move we on ; I only meant To show the reed on which you leant, Deeming this path you might pursue Without a pass from Roderick Dhu.
11 ページ - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
220 ページ - This receptive faculty, for power it cannot be called, is neither voluntary nor constant. The appearances have no dependence upon choice ; they cannot be summoned, detained, or recalled. The impression is sudden, and the effect often painful.
112 ページ - Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn Thy banished peace, thy laurels torn! Thy sons, for valour long renowned, Lie slaughtered on their native ground; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie, The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar...
書誌情報
| 書籍名 | St. Clyde, 第 3 巻 St. Clyde, St. Clyde (fict.name.) St. Clyde: A Novel 第 第 3 巻 巻 |
| 著者 | St. Clyde (fict.name.) |
| 出版社 | Gale and Fenner, 1816 |
| 書籍の提供元 | オックスフォード大学 |
| デジタル化された日 | 2006年7月7日 |
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