The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With Prefatory Notice, Biographical and Critical, 第 1 巻W. Scott, 1886 - 359 ページ |
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... tide . " The maid , with smile suppress'd and sly , The toil unwonted saw him try ; For seldom sure , if e'er before , His noble hand had grasp'd an oar : Yet with main strength his strokes he drew , And o'er the lake the shallop flew ...
... tide . " The maid , with smile suppress'd and sly , The toil unwonted saw him try ; For seldom sure , if e'er before , His noble hand had grasp'd an oar : Yet with main strength his strokes he drew , And o'er the lake the shallop flew ...
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... a sigh on fortune changed , On thankless courts , or friends estranged , But come where kindred worth shall smile , To greet thee in the lonely isle . " IV . As died the sounds upon the tide , X - 3 THE LADY OF THE LAKE . 33.
... a sigh on fortune changed , On thankless courts , or friends estranged , But come where kindred worth shall smile , To greet thee in the lonely isle . " IV . As died the sounds upon the tide , X - 3 THE LADY OF THE LAKE . 33.
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... tide , The shallop reach'd the mainland side , And ere his on ward way he took , The stranger cast a lingering look , Where easily his eye might reach The Harper on the islet beach , Reclined against a blighted tree , As wasted , grey ...
... tide , The shallop reach'd the mainland side , And ere his on ward way he took , The stranger cast a lingering look , Where easily his eye might reach The Harper on the islet beach , Reclined against a blighted tree , As wasted , grey ...
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... tide , That , slow enlarging on the view , Four mann'd and masted barges grew , And , bearing downwards from Glengyle , Steer'd full upon the lonely isle ; The point of Brianchoil they pass'd , And , to the windward as they cast ...
... tide , That , slow enlarging on the view , Four mann'd and masted barges grew , And , bearing downwards from Glengyle , Steer'd full upon the lonely isle ; The point of Brianchoil they pass'd , And , to the windward as they cast ...
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... tide's incessant roar , Dream'd calmly out their dangerous dream , Till waken'd by the morning beam ; When , dazzled by the eastern glow , Such startler cast his glance below , And saw unmeasur'd depth around , And heard unintermitted ...
... tide's incessant roar , Dream'd calmly out their dangerous dream , Till waken'd by the morning beam ; When , dazzled by the eastern glow , Such startler cast his glance below , And saw unmeasur'd depth around , And heard unintermitted ...
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74 ページ - But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel in cumber, Red hand in the foray, . ' How sound is thy slumber ! Like the dew on the mountain, Like the foam on the river, Like the bubble on the fountain, Thou art gone, and for ever ! xvn.
45 ページ - And near, and nearer as they row'd, Distinct the martial ditty flow'd. Song. Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances ! Honour'd and bless'd be the ever-green Pine ! Long may the tree, in his banner that glances, Flourish, the shelter and grace of our line...
156 ページ - That swathes, as with a purple shroud, Benledi's distant hill. Is it the thunder's solemn sound That mutters deep and dread, Or echoes from the groaning ground The warrior's measured tread ? Is it the lightning's quivering glance That on the thicket streams, Or do they flash on spear and lance The sun's retiring beams...
122 ページ - Returned the chief his haughty stare, His back against a rock he bore, And firmly placed his foot before : " Come one, come all! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I.
124 ページ - I ne'er delayed, When foeman bade me draw my blade ; Nay, more, brave Chief, I vowed thy death: Yet sure thy fair and generous faith, And my deep debt for life preserved, A better meed have well deserved : Can nought but blood our feud atone ? Are there no means...
62 ページ - The torrent show'd its glistening pride ; Invisible in flecked sky, The lark sent down her revelry ; The blackbird and the speckled thrush Good-morrow gave from brake and bush; In answer coo'd the cushat dove Her notes of peace, and rest, and love.
167 ページ - Midst furs and silks and jewels sheen He stood, in simple Lincoln green, The centre of the glittering ring, — And Snowdoun's Knight is Scotland's King!
351 ページ - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early. Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. 'Tell me, thou bonny bird, When shall I marry me? ' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.' 'Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?' "The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly.* The glowworm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady; The owl from the steeple sing, 'Welcome, proud lady.
354 ページ - O, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows, It calls but the warders that guard thy repose ; Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red, Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed.
121 ページ - 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 ; From shingles grey their lances start ; The bracken bush sends forth the dart ; The rushes and the willow-wand Are bristling into axe and brand ; And every tuft of broom gives life To plaided warrior armed for strife.