Sir Walter Scott as a PoetEdmondston & Douglas, 1871 - 102 ページ |
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... tone of his poems is the best natural and poetical expression , in our literature , of one of the deepest , most universal , catholic feelings of human nature - the yearning for the Past . Ay , me - that other world - the Past ! — that ...
... tone of his poems is the best natural and poetical expression , in our literature , of one of the deepest , most universal , catholic feelings of human nature - the yearning for the Past . Ay , me - that other world - the Past ! — that ...
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... tone of the poems , apparently , is an exhortation to mirth , to enjoyment , to securing some- thing of some joy in a certain state of existence ; the effect of this tone , and the wonderful contrast of the above feelings is , as it ...
... tone of the poems , apparently , is an exhortation to mirth , to enjoyment , to securing some- thing of some joy in a certain state of existence ; the effect of this tone , and the wonderful contrast of the above feelings is , as it ...
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... tones appear to me finally to outmaster , and even to receive a deeper expression from the intermingling of the livelier ... tone , and yet so on a level with most men's sensibilities , as seldom to pass away again entirely from the ...
... tones appear to me finally to outmaster , and even to receive a deeper expression from the intermingling of the livelier ... tone , and yet so on a level with most men's sensibilities , as seldom to pass away again entirely from the ...
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... tone of the poems thrills with pain a whole world . It re - echoes in the hearts of the nobles , in all lands , who see their castles and armorial bearings in ruins ; it rings again in the hearts of the burghers who have been crowded ...
... tone of the poems thrills with pain a whole world . It re - echoes in the hearts of the nobles , in all lands , who see their castles and armorial bearings in ruins ; it rings again in the hearts of the burghers who have been crowded ...
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... tone of the reader's mind in approaching his chivalrous themes . Who , indeed , wants a poem celebrating the rough and rude , but chivalrous and generous natures of the olden times , to introduce them in the smooth refine- ment of a ...
... tone of the reader's mind in approaching his chivalrous themes . Who , indeed , wants a poem celebrating the rough and rude , but chivalrous and generous natures of the olden times , to introduce them in the smooth refine- ment of a ...
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63 ページ - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew.
47 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...
23 ページ - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
64 ページ - Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded: Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come; See how they gather! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Knell for the onset!
44 ページ - Twixt resignation and content. Oft in my mind such thoughts awake, By lone Saint Mary's silent lake ; Thou know'st it well, — nor fen, nor sedge, Pollute the pure lake's crystal edge; Abrupt and sheer, the mountains sink At once upon the level brink; And just a trace of silver sand Marks where the water meets the land.
73 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.
56 ページ - Have, then, thy wish!"— he whistled shrill, And he was answered from the hill ; Wild as the scream of the curlew From crag to crag the signal flew. Instant, through copse and heath, arose Bonnets and spears and bended bows ; On right, on left, above, below, Sprung up at once the lurking foe...
57 ページ - Each warrior vanished where he stood, In broom or bracken, heath or wood ; Sunk brand and spear and bended bow. In osiers pale and copses low ; It seem'd as if their mother Earth Had swallowed up her warlike birth.
40 ページ - Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair and placid; where collected all, In one impetuous torrent, down the steep It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round. At first, an azure sheet, it rushes broad ; Then whitening by degrees, as prone it falls, And from the loud-resounding rocks below Dash'd in a cloud of foam, it sends aloft A hoary mist, and forms a ceaseless shower.