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The foremost two were fair array ' d , With brogue and bonnet , trews and plaid ,
And bore the arms of mountaineers , Daggers and broadswords , bows and
spears . The three , that laggd small space behind , Seem ' d serfs of more
degraded ...
The foremost two were fair array ' d , With brogue and bonnet , trews and plaid ,
And bore the arms of mountaineers , Daggers and broadswords , bows and
spears . The three , that laggd small space behind , Seem ' d serfs of more
degraded ...
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Veterans of early fields were there , Whose helmets press ' d their hoary hair ,
Whose swords and axes bore a stain From life - blood of the red - hair ' d Dane ;
And boys , whose hands scarce brook ' d to wield The heavy sword or bossy
shield ...
Veterans of early fields were there , Whose helmets press ' d their hoary hair ,
Whose swords and axes bore a stain From life - blood of the red - hair ' d Dane ;
And boys , whose hands scarce brook ' d to wield The heavy sword or bossy
shield ...
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Faint and more faint , as off they bore , Their armour glanced against the shore ,
And , mingled with the dashing tide , Their murmuring voices distant died .« God
speed them ! ” said the Priest , as dark On distant billows glides each bark ; “ O ...
Faint and more faint , as off they bore , Their armour glanced against the shore ,
And , mingled with the dashing tide , Their murmuring voices distant died .« God
speed them ! ” said the Priest , as dark On distant billows glides each bark ; “ O ...
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While hands that knightly lances bore Impatient aid the labouring oar . The half -
faced moon shone dim and pale , And glanced against the whiten ' d sail ; But on
that ruddy beacon - light Each steersman kept the helm aright , And oft , for such ...
While hands that knightly lances bore Impatient aid the labouring oar . The half -
faced moon shone dim and pale , And glanced against the whiten ' d sail ; But on
that ruddy beacon - light Each steersman kept the helm aright , And oft , for such ...
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... and the appearance of a priest and Highland congregation in such an
extraordinary place of worship , might have engaged the pencil of Salvator . "
Note P . Up Tarbat ' s western lake they bore , Then dragg ' d their bark the
isthmus o ' er .
... and the appearance of a priest and Highland congregation in such an
extraordinary place of worship , might have engaged the pencil of Salvator . "
Note P . Up Tarbat ' s western lake they bore , Then dragg ' d their bark the
isthmus o ' er .
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書誌情報
| 書籍名 | The Lord of the Isles ... |
| 著者 | Sir Walter Scott |
| 出版社 | C. S. Francis, 1841 |
| 書籍の提供元 | ミシガン大学 |
| デジタル化された日 | 2007年5月25日 |
| ページ数 | 392 ページ |
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