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The sense of this risk , joined to the consciousness of striving against wind and
tide , made the task of composing the proposed Poem somewhat heavy and
hopeless ; but , like the prize - fighter in “ As You Like It , ” I was to wrestle for my ...
The sense of this risk , joined to the consciousness of striving against wind and
tide , made the task of composing the proposed Poem somewhat heavy and
hopeless ; but , like the prize - fighter in “ As You Like It , ” I was to wrestle for my ...
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... which the Hebrides afford to the traveller . Sailing from Oban to Aros , or
Tobermory , through a narrow channel , yet deep enough to bear Vol . V . - 3
Where thwarting tides , with mingled roar , Part thy Canto I . THE LORD OF THE
ISLES . 25.
... which the Hebrides afford to the traveller . Sailing from Oban to Aros , or
Tobermory , through a narrow channel , yet deep enough to bear Vol . V . - 3
Where thwarting tides , with mingled roar , Part thy Canto I . THE LORD OF THE
ISLES . 25.
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Where thwarting tides , with mingled roar , Part thy swarth hills from Morven ' s
shore . VIII . “ Daughter , ” she said , “ these seas behold , Round twice a hundred
islands rollid , From Hirt , that hears their northern roar , To the green Ilay ' s fertile
...
Where thwarting tides , with mingled roar , Part thy swarth hills from Morven ' s
shore . VIII . “ Daughter , ” she said , “ these seas behold , Round twice a hundred
islands rollid , From Hirt , that hears their northern roar , To the green Ilay ' s fertile
...
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... The holy priest says grateful mass , Loud shouts each hardy galla - glass , No
mountain den holds outcast boor , Of heart so dull , of soul so poor , But he hath
flung his task aside , And claim ' d this morn for holy - tide ; Yet , empress of this ...
... The holy priest says grateful mass , Loud shouts each hardy galla - glass , No
mountain den holds outcast boor , Of heart so dull , of soul so poor , But he hath
flung his task aside , And claim ' d this morn for holy - tide ; Yet , empress of this ...
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Amid the tide The skiff she mark ' d lay tossing sore , And shifted oft her stooping
side , In weary tack from shore to shore . Yet on her destined course no more She
gain ' d , of forward way , Than what a minstrel may compare To the poor meed ...
Amid the tide The skiff she mark ' d lay tossing sore , And shifted oft her stooping
side , In weary tack from shore to shore . Yet on her destined course no more She
gain ' d , of forward way , Than what a minstrel may compare To the poor meed ...
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125 ページ - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among...
349 ページ - Come away, come away, Hark to the summons ! Come in your war array, Gentles and commons. Come from deep glen and From mountain so rocky, The war-pipe and pennon Are at Inverlochy. Come every hill-plaid and True heart that wears one, Come every steel blade and Strong hand that bears one.
346 ページ - Now let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale; Young Frank is chief of Errington, And lord of Langley-dale; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
124 ページ - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolonged and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
123 ページ - Merrily, merrily goes the bark On a breeze from the northward free, So shoots through the morning sky the lark, Or the swan through the summer sea. The shores of Mull on the eastward lay, And Ulva dark and Colonsay, And all the group of islets gay That guard famed Staffa round.
346 ページ - A chain of gold ye sail not lack, Nor braid to bind your hair ; Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk, Nor palfrey fresh and fair ; And you, the foremost o' them a', Shall ride our forest queen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
361 ページ - Alas, the warp'd and broken board, How can it bear the painter's dye ! The harp of strain'd and tuneless chord, How to the minstrel's skill reply ! To aching eyes each landscape lowers, To feverish pulse each gale blows chill ; And Araby's or Eden's bowers Were barren as this moorland hill.
44 ページ - That man of loneliness and mystery Scarce seen to smile, and seldom heard to sigh; Whose name appals the fiercest of his crew, And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue; Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles, leads, yet chills the vulgar heart.
37 ページ - Beyond the shadow of the ship I watched the water-snakes ; They moved in tracks of shining white ; And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire — Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
134 ページ - Ours with one pang — one bound — escapes control. His corse may boast its urn and narrow cave, And they who loathed his life may gild his grave : Ours are the tears, though few, sincerely shed, When Ocean shrouds and sepulchres our dead.
書誌情報
| 書籍名 | The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, 第 5 巻 The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Walter Scott |
| 著者 | Walter Scott |
| 出版社 | Charles S. Francis, 1849 |
| 書籍の提供元 | ハーバード大学 |
| デジタル化された日 | 2008年4月8日 |
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