The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A PoemLongman, 1806 - 332 ページ |
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... thee on the wightest steed ; Spare not to spur , nor stint to ride , Until thou come to fair Tweedside ; And in Melrose's holy pile Seek thou the Monk of St Mary's aisle . Greet the father well from me ; Say , that the fated hour is ...
... thee on the wightest steed ; Spare not to spur , nor stint to ride , Until thou come to fair Tweedside ; And in Melrose's holy pile Seek thou the Monk of St Mary's aisle . Greet the father well from me ; Say , that the fated hour is ...
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A Poem Walter Scott. XXIII . " What he gives thee , see thou keep ; Stay not thou for food or sleep : Be it scroll , or be it book , Into it , knight , thou must not look ; If thou readest , thou art lorn ! Better had'st thou ne'er been ...
A Poem Walter Scott. XXIII . " What he gives thee , see thou keep ; Stay not thou for food or sleep : Be it scroll , or be it book , Into it , knight , thou must not look ; If thou readest , thou art lorn ! Better had'st thou ne'er been ...
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... thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave , And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave , Then go - but go alone the while- Then view St David's ruined pile ; And , home returning , soothly swear , Was never scene ...
... thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave , And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave , Then go - but go alone the while- Then view St David's ruined pile ; And , home returning , soothly swear , Was never scene ...
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... ; Till , stooping low his lofty crest , He entered the cell of the ancient priest , And lifted his barred aventayle * , To hail the Monk of St Mary's aisle . Aventayle , visor of the helmet . IV . " The Ladye of Branksome greets thee by 45.
... ; Till , stooping low his lofty crest , He entered the cell of the ancient priest , And lifted his barred aventayle * , To hail the Monk of St Mary's aisle . Aventayle , visor of the helmet . IV . " The Ladye of Branksome greets thee by 45.
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A Poem Walter Scott. IV . " The Ladye of Branksome greets thee by me ; Says , that the fated hour is come , And that to - night I shall watch with thee , To win the treasure of the tomb . " From sackcloth couch the Monk arose , With toil ...
A Poem Walter Scott. IV . " The Ladye of Branksome greets thee by me ; Says , that the fated hour is come , And that to - night I shall watch with thee , To win the treasure of the tomb . " From sackcloth couch the Monk arose , With toil ...
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ancient arms band bard Baron beneath betwixt Bewcastle blaze blood blood-hound Border Branksome Branksome Hall Branksome's Buccleuch bugle called CANTO castle Cessford chapel chief clan courser crest cross Cumberland dæmons Dame dead death Douglas dread Duke Earl Earl of Angus Eildon hills English Ettricke Ettricke Forest fair on Carlisle Fawdon fight hall hand harp Hawick head heard highnes horse Howard iron James Jedburgh king Kirkwall knight Ladye laird lance lands LAST MINSTREL Liddesdale Lord Dacre Melrose Michael MINSTREL moss-trooper Musgrave Naworth Castle ne'er noble o'er ride rode Roslin round rung sayd Scotland Scots Scottish Scottish Border shew shulde Sir William slain song spear St Clair steed stone stood sun shines fair sword Teviot's Teviotdale thee theyme theyre Thomas Musgrave thou Tinlinn tomb tower Twas tyme Virgilius Walter Scott warden warrior ween wild William of Deloraine wound
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169 ページ - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned 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,...
191 ページ - Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair — So still they blaze; when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St. Clair.
11 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.
19 ページ - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...
15 ページ - Where she, with all her ladies, sate, Perchance he wished his boon denied: For, when to tune his harp he tried, His trembling hand had lost the ease Which marks security to please; And scenes, long past, of joy and pain, Came wildering o'er his aged brain — He tried to tune his harp in vain.
13 ページ - Newark's stately tower Looks out from Yarrow's birchen bower: The Minstrel gazed with wishful eye — No humbler resting-place was nigh: With hesitating step at last, The embattled portal arch he pass'd, Whose ponderous grate and massy bar Had oft roll'd back the tide of war, But never closed the iron door Against the desolate and poor.
200 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...
136 ページ - Not that, in sooth, o'er mortal urn Those things inanimate can mourn ; But that the stream, the wood, the gale, Is vocal with the plaintive wail Of those, who, else forgotten long, Lived in the poet's faithful song, And, with the poet's parting breath, Whose memory feels a second death.
19 ページ - They quitted not their harness bright Neither by day nor yet by night • They lay down to rest, With corslet laced, Pillowed on buckler cold and hard ; They carved at the meal With gloves of steel, And they drank the red wine through the helmet barred.
191 ページ - Tis not because the ring they ride, And Lindesay at the ring rides well, But that my sire the wine will chide, If 'tis not filled by Rosabelle.