The Complete Poetical Works of Sir Walter ScottHoughton, Mifflin, 1900 - 582 ページ |
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... BRAVE CHIEF SHALL ON A THUNDER - STORM 491 ON THE SETTING SUN 491 HEAD THE FORCES ' 477 III . THE BLOODY VEST II . MOTTOES FROM THE NOVELS . 478 VERSES FROM WOODSTOCK . L. By PATHLESS MARCH , GREENWOOD TREE ' II . GLEE FOR King CharLES ...
... BRAVE CHIEF SHALL ON A THUNDER - STORM 491 ON THE SETTING SUN 491 HEAD THE FORCES ' 477 III . THE BLOODY VEST II . MOTTOES FROM THE NOVELS . 478 VERSES FROM WOODSTOCK . L. By PATHLESS MARCH , GREENWOOD TREE ' II . GLEE FOR King CharLES ...
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... brave To many a target clanking round . ' I heard the groans , I marked the tears , I saw the wound his bosom bore , When on the serried Saxon spears He poured his clan's resistless roar . ' And thou , who bidst me think of bliss , And ...
... brave To many a target clanking round . ' I heard the groans , I marked the tears , I saw the wound his bosom bore , When on the serried Saxon spears He poured his clan's resistless roar . ' And thou , who bidst me think of bliss , And ...
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... brave ? When the Crescent went back and the Red- cross rushed on , O , saw ye him foremost on Mount Leba- non ? ' O lady , fair lady , the tree green it grows ; O lady , fair lady , the stream pure it flows ; Your castle stands strong ...
... brave ? When the Crescent went back and the Red- cross rushed on , O , saw ye him foremost on Mount Leba- non ? ' O lady , fair lady , the tree green it grows ; O lady , fair lady , the stream pure it flows ; Your castle stands strong ...
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... brave in vain , Around their monarch bled . And westward hills on hills you see , Even as old Ocean's mightiest sea Heaves high her waves of foam , Dark and snow - ridged from Cutsfeld's wold To the proud foot of Cheviot rolled ...
... brave in vain , Around their monarch bled . And westward hills on hills you see , Even as old Ocean's mightiest sea Heaves high her waves of foam , Dark and snow - ridged from Cutsfeld's wold To the proud foot of Cheviot rolled ...
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... brave Thrice welcume , good Dunbar , to me ! ' Light down , light down , Corspatrick brave ! And I will show thee curses three , Shall fair Scotland greet and grane , gar And change the green to the black livery . 20 ' A storm shall ...
... brave Thrice welcume , good Dunbar , to me ! ' Light down , light down , Corspatrick brave ! And I will show thee curses three , Shall fair Scotland greet and grane , gar And change the green to the black livery . 20 ' A storm shall ...
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451 ページ - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze — Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And...
74 ページ - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill.
159 ページ - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light ; And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
71 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.
51 ページ - If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight ; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray. 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...
138 ページ - All hailed, with uncontrolled delight And general voice, the happy night That to the cottage, as the crown, Brought tidings of salvation down. The fire, with well-dried logs supplied, Went roaring up the chimney wide ; The huge hall-table's oaken face...
149 ページ - The war, that for a space did fail, Now trebly thundering swelled the gale, And — "Stanley!" was the cry; — A light on Marmion's visage spread, And fired his glazing eye: With dying hand, above his head He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted " Victory ! — Charge, Chester, charge ! On, Stanley, on ! " Were the last words of Marmion.
130 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.
124 ページ - 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 and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town...
168 ページ - Long may the tree, in his banner that glances, Flourish, the shelter and grace of our line ! Heaven send it happy dew, Earth lend it sap anew, Gayly to "bourgeon and broadly to grow, While every Highland glen Sends our shout back again, °" Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho ! ieroe...