The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart., Containing Lay of the Last Ministrel, Marmion, Lady of the Lake, Don Roderick, Rokeby, Ballads, Lyrics, and Songs: With a Life of the AuthorD. Appleton & Company, 1843 - 624 ページ |
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... heaven and hell alike would hide ? My breast , in belt of iron pent , With shirt of hair and scourge of thorn ; For threescore years , in penance spent , My knees those flinty stones have worn ; Yet all too little to atone For knowing ...
... heaven and hell alike would hide ? My breast , in belt of iron pent , With shirt of hair and scourge of thorn ; For threescore years , in penance spent , My knees those flinty stones have worn ; Yet all too little to atone For knowing ...
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... heaven , Around the screened altar's pale ; And there the dying lamps did burn Before thy low and lonely urn , O gallant Chief of Otterburne , + And thine , dark Knight of Liddesdale ! O fading honours of the dead ! O high ambition ...
... heaven , Around the screened altar's pale ; And there the dying lamps did burn Before thy low and lonely urn , O gallant Chief of Otterburne , + And thine , dark Knight of Liddesdale ! O fading honours of the dead ! O high ambition ...
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... heaven , and heaven is love . camp , the grove , III . So thought Lord Cranstoun , as I ween , He rode through Branksome's hawthorn green , While , pondering deep the tender scene , But the Page shouted wild and shrill- And scarce his ...
... heaven , and heaven is love . camp , the grove , III . So thought Lord Cranstoun , as I ween , He rode through Branksome's hawthorn green , While , pondering deep the tender scene , But the Page shouted wild and shrill- And scarce his ...
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... heaven : Bale , beacon faggot . + See note on p . 45 . Mount for Branksome , was the gathering word of the Scotts On account of the clannish feelings of relationship that sub- sisted among the Borderers , a Border chief could muster a ...
... heaven : Bale , beacon faggot . + See note on p . 45 . Mount for Branksome , was the gathering word of the Scotts On account of the clannish feelings of relationship that sub- sisted among the Borderers , a Border chief could muster a ...
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... heaven the Border slogan rung , " St Mary for the young Buccleuch ! " The English war - cry answered wide , And forward bent each southern spear ; Each Kendal archer made a stride , And drew the bow - string to his ear : Each minstrel's ...
... heaven the Border slogan rung , " St Mary for the young Buccleuch ! " The English war - cry answered wide , And forward bent each southern spear ; Each Kendal archer made a stride , And drew the bow - string to his ear : Each minstrel's ...
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Abbess ancient arms bade band banner battle beneath Bertram blood blood-hound bold Border bower brand Branksome Branksome Hall Branksome's brave breast bright brow Buccleuch bugle CANTO castle cheer chief clan courser crest cross Dame dark deep Deloraine Douglas dread Dryhope Tower e'er Earl Ettricke Forest fair falchion fear fell fight fire gallant grace hall hand harp hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill holy King knew knight lady Ladye land Liddesdale light Lindisfarn lonely look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrel Mortham moss-trooper mountain ne'er noble Norham o'er pale pride proud ride rill Risingham Roderick Rokeby's round rude rung Saint Saint Hilda scarce Scotland Scottish sire song sought soul sound spear spoke steed stern stood strife sword tale tear tell thee thine thou thought tide toil tower Twas twixt warrior wave ween wild youth
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66 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.
179 ページ - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
322 ページ - Fitz-James's blade was sword and shield. He practised every pass and ward, To thrust, to strike, to feint, to guard; While less expert, though stronger far, The Gael maintained unequal war. Three times in closing strife they stood, And thrice the Saxon blade drank blood; No stinted draught, no scanty tide, The gushing flood the tartans dyed.
195 ページ - Scrubbed till it shone, the day to grace, Bore then upon its massive board No mark to part the squire and lord. Then was brought in the lusty brawn, By old blue-coated serving-man ; Then the grim boar's head frowned on high, Crested with bays and rosemary.
224 ページ - Scarce were the piteous accents said, When, with the baron's casque, the maid) To the nigh streamlet ran : Forgot were hatred, wrongs, and fears ; The plaintive voice alone she hears, Sees but the dying man.
179 ページ - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall-door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung ! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
195 ページ - On Christmas eve the bells were rung; On Christmas eve the mass was sung ; That only night, in all the year, Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear.
57 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.
23 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.
109 ページ - With massive arches broad and round, That rose alternate, row and row, On ponderous columns, short and low, Built ere the art was known, By pointed aisle, and shafted stalk, The arcades of an alley'd walk To emulate in stone. On the deep walls, the heathen Dane Had pour'd his impious rage in vain ; And needful was such strength to these, Exposed to the tempestuous seas, Scourged by the winds...