The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With a Memoir of the Author, 第 5 巻Little, Brown, 1857 |
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... Edith of Lorn , awake , awake ! III . " O wake , while Dawn , with dewy shine , Wakes Nature's charms to vie with thine ! She bids the mottled thrush rejoice To mate thy melody of voice ; The dew that on the violet lies Mocks the dark ...
... Edith of Lorn , awake , awake ! III . " O wake , while Dawn , with dewy shine , Wakes Nature's charms to vie with thine ! She bids the mottled thrush rejoice To mate thy melody of voice ; The dew that on the violet lies Mocks the dark ...
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... Edith , wake ! in yonder bay Lies many a galley gaily mann'd , We hear the merry pibrochs play , We see the streamers ' silken band . What Chieftain's praise these pibrochs swell , What crest is on these banners wove , The harp , the ...
... Edith , wake ! in yonder bay Lies many a galley gaily mann'd , We hear the merry pibrochs play , We see the streamers ' silken band . What Chieftain's praise these pibrochs swell , What crest is on these banners wove , The harp , the ...
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... Edith of Lorn received the song , 1 But tamed the minstrel's pride had been That had her cold demeanour seen ; For not upon her cheek awoke The glow of pride when Flattery spoke , Nor could their tenderest numbers bring One sigh ...
... Edith of Lorn received the song , 1 But tamed the minstrel's pride had been That had her cold demeanour seen ; For not upon her cheek awoke The glow of pride when Flattery spoke , Nor could their tenderest numbers bring One sigh ...
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... Edith scorn'd to smile. VII. But Morag, to whose fostering care Proud Lorn had given his daughter fair, Morag, who saw a mother's aid *. By all a daughter's love repaid, (Strict was that bond — most kind of all — Inviolate in Highland ...
... Edith scorn'd to smile. VII. But Morag, to whose fostering care Proud Lorn had given his daughter fair, Morag, who saw a mother's aid *. By all a daughter's love repaid, (Strict was that bond — most kind of all — Inviolate in Highland ...
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Sir Walter Scott. No ! sum thine Edith's wretched lot In these brief words — He loves her not ! x. " Debate it not — too long I strove To call his cold observance love, All blinded by the league that styled Edith of Lorn, — while yet a ...
Sir Walter Scott. No ! sum thine Edith's wretched lot In these brief words — He loves her not ! x. " Debate it not — too long I strove To call his cold observance love, All blinded by the league that styled Edith of Lorn, — while yet a ...
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119 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.
83 ページ - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
20 ページ - 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. What is that spell, that thus his lawless train Confess and envy, yet oppose in vain? What should it be, that thus their faith can bind? The power of Thought - the magic of the Mind!
11 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.
117 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.
206 ページ - And bristled o'er with bills and spears, With plumes and pennons waving fair. Was that bright battle-front ! for there Rode England's King and peers : And who, that saw that monarch ride, His kingdom battled by his side, Could then his direful doom foretell...
80 ページ - Hath rent a strange and shattered way Through the rude bosom of the hill, And that each naked precipice, Sable ravine, and dark abyss, Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen but this can show Some touch of Nature's genial glow ; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And...
80 ページ - But here, — above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken.
121 ページ - Quench'd is his lamp of varied lore, That loved the light of song to pour ; A distant and a deadly shore Has LEYDEN'S cold remains ! XII.
208 ページ - The partridge may the falcon mock, If that slight palfrey stand the shock ; But, swerving from the knight's career, Just as they met, Bruce shunn'd the spear. Onward the baffled warrior bore His course — but soon his course was o'er ! High in his stirrups stood the king, And gave his battle-axe the swing, Right on De Boune, the whiles he pass'd, Fell that stern dint, the first, the last.