Poetical Works, 第 4 巻MacMillan and Company, 1884 |
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... tide to Teviot's western strand , Through slaty hills , whose sides are shogged with thorn , Where springs in scattered tufts the dark - green corn , Towers wood - girt Harden far above the vale , And clouds of ravens o'er the turrets ...
... tide to Teviot's western strand , Through slaty hills , whose sides are shogged with thorn , Where springs in scattered tufts the dark - green corn , Towers wood - girt Harden far above the vale , And clouds of ravens o'er the turrets ...
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... tide of war , But never closed the iron door Against the desolate and poor . The Duchess * mark'd his weary pace , His timid mien , and reverend face , And bade her page the menials tell , That they should tend the old man well : For ...
... tide of war , But never closed the iron door Against the desolate and poor . The Duchess * mark'd his weary pace , His timid mien , and reverend face , And bade her page the menials tell , That they should tend the old man well : For ...
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... tide : Nor in her mother's alter'd eye Dared she to look for sympathy . Her lover , ' gainst her father's clan , With Carr in arms had stood , When Mathouse - burn to Melrose ran All purple with their blood ; And well she knew , her ...
... tide : Nor in her mother's alter'd eye Dared she to look for sympathy . Her lover , ' gainst her father's clan , With Carr in arms had stood , When Mathouse - burn to Melrose ran All purple with their blood ; And well she knew , her ...
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... tide , That chafes against the scaur's red side ? Is it the wind that swings the oaks ? Is it the echo from the rocks ? What may it be , the heavy sound , That moans old Branksome's turrets round ? XIII . At the sullen , moaning sound ...
... tide , That chafes against the scaur's red side ? Is it the wind that swings the oaks ? Is it the echo from the rocks ? What may it be , the heavy sound , That moans old Branksome's turrets round ? XIII . At the sullen , moaning sound ...
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... tide , December's snow , or July's pride ; Alike to him was tide or time , Moonless midnight , or matin prime : Steady of heart , and stout of hand , As ever drove prey from Cumberland ; Five times outlawed had he been , By England's ...
... tide , December's snow , or July's pride ; Alike to him was tide or time , Moonless midnight , or matin prime : Steady of heart , and stout of hand , As ever drove prey from Cumberland ; Five times outlawed had he been , By England's ...
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445 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 glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady; The owl from the steeple sing, 'Welcome, proud lady.
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116 ページ - The war, that for a space did fail, Now trebly thundering swell'd 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!