The Complete Poetical Works of Sir Walter ScottHoughton, Mifflin, 1900 - 582 ページ |
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... dread the scourge's echoing blow ! ' Then loudly rung his bugle - horn , ' Hark forward , forward ! holla , ho ! ' So said , so done : -A single bound Clears the poor laborer's humble pale ; Wild follows man and horse and hound , Like ...
... dread the scourge's echoing blow ! ' Then loudly rung his bugle - horn , ' Hark forward , forward ! holla , ho ! ' So said , so done : -A single bound Clears the poor laborer's humble pale ; Wild follows man and horse and hound , Like ...
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... dread , But , clasped to his bosom , the infant was dead ! WAR - SONG OF THE ROYAL EDINBURGH LIGHT DRAGOONS In 1797 Scott's ardor led to the formation of the Royal Edinburgh Light Dragoons , and he served in it as quartermaster . In ...
... dread , But , clasped to his bosom , the infant was dead ! WAR - SONG OF THE ROYAL EDINBURGH LIGHT DRAGOONS In 1797 Scott's ardor led to the formation of the Royal Edinburgh Light Dragoons , and he served in it as quartermaster . In ...
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... dread rattle , And the chase's wild clamor came load- ing the gale . Breathless she gazed through the wood- land so dreary , Slowly approaching , a warrior was seen ; Life's ebbing tide marked his footsteps so weary , Cleft was his ...
... dread rattle , And the chase's wild clamor came load- ing the gale . Breathless she gazed through the wood- land so dreary , Slowly approaching , a warrior was seen ; Life's ebbing tide marked his footsteps so weary , Cleft was his ...
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... dread cavern , deep deep under ground , Which fifty steel gates and steel portals surround , at her need ; And she has ta'en shipping for Palestine's land . To ransom Count Albert from Soldanrie's hand . Small thought had Count Albert ...
... dread cavern , deep deep under ground , Which fifty steel gates and steel portals surround , at her need ; And she has ta'en shipping for Palestine's land . To ransom Count Albert from Soldanrie's hand . Small thought had Count Albert ...
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... dread Fire - King . Full sore rocked the cavern whene'er he drew nigh , The fire on the altar blazed bickering and high ; In volcanic explosions the mountains pro- claim The dreadful approach of the Monarch of Flame . Unmeasured in ...
... dread Fire - King . Full sore rocked the cavern whene'er he drew nigh , The fire on the altar blazed bickering and high ; In volcanic explosions the mountains pro- claim The dreadful approach of the Monarch of Flame . Unmeasured in ...
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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...