The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A PoemSeymour and Williams, 1811 - 295 ページ |
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... English yeoman good , And born in Lancashire ; Well could he hit a fallow deer , Five hundred feet him fro , With hand more true , and eye more clear , No archer bended bow . His coal - black hair , shorn round and close 63.
... English yeoman good , And born in Lancashire ; Well could he hit a fallow deer , Five hundred feet him fro , With hand more true , and eye more clear , No archer bended bow . His coal - black hair , shorn round and close 63.
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... ; His shafts and bow , of wond'rous strength , His hardy partner bore . VI . Thus to the ladye did Tinlinn shew The tidings of the English foe- The broken ground in a bog . + Bondsman . " Belted Will Howard is marching here , And hot 78.
... ; His shafts and bow , of wond'rous strength , His hardy partner bore . VI . Thus to the ladye did Tinlinn shew The tidings of the English foe- The broken ground in a bog . + Bondsman . " Belted Will Howard is marching here , And hot 78.
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... English bill and bow , The mercenaries , firm and slow , Moved on to fight , in dark array , By Conrad led of Wolfenstein , Who brought the band from distant Rhine , And sold their blood for foreign pay : The camp their home , their law ...
... English bill and bow , The mercenaries , firm and slow , Moved on to fight , in dark array , By Conrad led of Wolfenstein , Who brought the band from distant Rhine , And sold their blood for foreign pay : The camp their home , their law ...
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... fair array , Till full their lengthened lines display ; Then called a halt , and made a stand , And cried , " Saint George , for merry England❤ * Powder flasks . XVII . Now every English eye , intent On Branksome's 86.
... fair array , Till full their lengthened lines display ; Then called a halt , and made a stand , And cried , " Saint George , for merry England❤ * Powder flasks . XVII . Now every English eye , intent On Branksome's 86.
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A Poem Walter Scott. XVII . Now every English eye , intent On Branksome's armed towers was bent , So near they were that they might know The straining harsh of each cross - bow ; On battlement and bartizan * Gleamed axe , and spear , and ...
A Poem Walter Scott. XVII . Now every English eye , intent On Branksome's armed towers was bent , So near they were that they might know The straining harsh of each cross - bow ; On battlement and bartizan * Gleamed axe , and spear , and ...
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ancient arms band baron beneath betwixt blaze blood blood-hound Border Branksome Branksome Hall Branksome's brave Buccleuch called CANTO Carlisle wall castle Cessford chapel chief Clair clan courser cross Cumberland dæmons dame dead Douglas dread earl earl of Angus earl of Orkney Eildon hills English Ettricke Ettricke Forest fair on Carlisle father friends Froissart hall hand harp Hawick head heard highnes horse Howard Jedburgh king Kirkwall knight ladye laird of Buccleuch lance lands Liddesdale lord Dacre Melrose Michael MINSTREL mosstrooper Musgrave Naworth Castle ne'er noble o'er ride rode Roslin round rung Saint sayd Scotland Scots Scottish Scottish Border shew shulde Sir William slain song spear steed stone stood sun shines fair sword Teviot's Teviotdale thee theyme theyre Thomas Musgrave thou Tinlinn tower Twas tyme Verse Virgilius Walter Scott warden warrior wave ween wild William of Deloraine wound
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143 ページ - There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle!
141 ページ - Nor tempt the stormy firth to-day. ' The blackening wave is edged with white; To inch and rock the sea-mews fly; The fishers have heard the Water-Sprite, Whose screams forebode that wreck is nigh. ' Last night the gifted Seer did view A wet shroud swathed round ladye gay; Then stay thee, Fair, in Ravensheuch; Why cross the gloomy firth to-day?
111 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.
126 ページ - 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. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble...
39 ページ - The moon on the east oriel shone Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the ozier wand, In many a freakish knot, had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
9 ページ - Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry ; For, well-a-day ! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead ; And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest.
125 ページ - From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
55 ページ - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
15 ページ - THE feast was over in Branksome tower, And the Ladye had gone to her secret bower ; Her bower, that was guarded by word and by spell, Deadly to hear, and deadly to tell — Jesu Maria, shield us well ! No living wight save the Ladye alone, Had dared to cross the threshold stone.
149 ページ - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away ! What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day? When...