The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With memoir of the authorT. Nelson and Sons, 1877 - 612 ページ |
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Walter Scott. " In listening mood , she seemed to stand The guardian Naiad of the strand . " Lady of the Lake , Canto 1. - Page 208 . T. NELSON AND SONS , LONDON , EDINBURGH , AND.
Walter Scott. " In listening mood , she seemed to stand The guardian Naiad of the strand . " Lady of the Lake , Canto 1. - Page 208 . T. NELSON AND SONS , LONDON , EDINBURGH , AND.
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... LADY OF THE LAKE THE VISION OF DON RODERICK ROKEBY ... THE LORD OF THE ISLES CONTRIBUTIONS TO BORDER MINSTRELSY . Page 1 71 199 303 325 429 Glenfinlas ; or , Lord Ronald's Coronach ... 527 The Eve of St. John 533 Cadyow Castle ... 53S ...
... LADY OF THE LAKE THE VISION OF DON RODERICK ROKEBY ... THE LORD OF THE ISLES CONTRIBUTIONS TO BORDER MINSTRELSY . Page 1 71 199 303 325 429 Glenfinlas ; or , Lord Ronald's Coronach ... 527 The Eve of St. John 533 Cadyow Castle ... 53S ...
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... lady who became his wife . She was the daughter of a French royalist , whose widow had taken refuge in England . During an excursion in the north of England , she attracted the attention of Scott and his companions at Gilsland Spa . The ...
... lady who became his wife . She was the daughter of a French royalist , whose widow had taken refuge in England . During an excursion in the north of England , she attracted the attention of Scott and his companions at Gilsland Spa . The ...
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... Lady of Abbots- ford . We will give a grand gala when we take possession of it ; and as we are very clannish in this corner , all the Scotts in the country , from the duke to the peasant , shall dance on the green to the bagpipes , and ...
... Lady of Abbots- ford . We will give a grand gala when we take possession of it ; and as we are very clannish in this corner , all the Scotts in the country , from the duke to the peasant , shall dance on the green to the bagpipes , and ...
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... lady's suit , and minstrel's strain , By knight should ne'er be heard in vain . . XIV . “ Now , good Lord Marmion , ” Heron says , “ Of your fair courtesy , I , this poor tower with me . Here may you keep your arms from rust , May ...
... lady's suit , and minstrel's strain , By knight should ne'er be heard in vain . . XIV . “ Now , good Lord Marmion , ” Heron says , “ Of your fair courtesy , I , this poor tower with me . Here may you keep your arms from rust , May ...
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56 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...
154 ページ - I long woo'd 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.
12 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...
1 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!
240 ページ - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
367 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. " This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ;* But she shall bloom in winter snow, Ere we two meet again.
68 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...
49 ページ - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
15 ページ - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the ozier wand, In many a freakish knot had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
188 ページ - 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...