The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With a Memoir of the Author, 第 5 巻Little, Brown, 1866 |
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... . - MARTIN'S Account of the Western Isles , 8vo , London , 1716 , p . 240 , 1 . 1 [ MS.- " father's feudal power . " ] 2 [ See Appendix , Note B. ] The heir of mighty Somerled ? 1 Ronald from many CANTO I. ] THE LORD OF THE ISLES . 23 29.
... . - MARTIN'S Account of the Western Isles , 8vo , London , 1716 , p . 240 , 1 . 1 [ MS.- " father's feudal power . " ] 2 [ See Appendix , Note B. ] The heir of mighty Somerled ? 1 Ronald from many CANTO I. ] THE LORD OF THE ISLES . 23 29.
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... Ronald from many a hero sprung , The fair , the valiant , and the young , LORD OF THE ISLES , whose lofty name A thousand bards have given to fame , The mate of monarchs , and allied On equal terms with England's pride.- From ...
... Ronald from many a hero sprung , The fair , the valiant , and the young , LORD OF THE ISLES , whose lofty name A thousand bards have given to fame , The mate of monarchs , and allied On equal terms with England's pride.- From ...
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... Ronald's destined bride . Ere yet I saw him , while afar His broadsword blazed in Scotland's war , Train'd to believe our fates the same , My bosom throbb'd when Ronald's name Came gracing Fame's heroic tale , Like perfume on the summer ...
... Ronald's destined bride . Ere yet I saw him , while afar His broadsword blazed in Scotland's war , Train'd to believe our fates the same , My bosom throbb'd when Ronald's name Came gracing Fame's heroic tale , Like perfume on the summer ...
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... Ronald is not here ! Hunts he Bentalla's nimble deer , 2 Or loiters he in secret dell To bid some lighter love farewell , And swear , that though he may not scorn A daughter of the House of Lorn , 8 Yet , when these formal rites are o ...
... Ronald is not here ! Hunts he Bentalla's nimble deer , 2 Or loiters he in secret dell To bid some lighter love farewell , And swear , that though he may not scorn A daughter of the House of Lorn , 8 Yet , when these formal rites are o ...
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... Ronald comes , and while in speed His galley mates the flying steed , He chides her sloth ! " - Fair Edith sigh'd , Blush'd , sadly smiled , and thus replied : — XIII . - " Sweet thought , but vain ! -No , Morag ! mark , Type of his ...
... Ronald comes , and while in speed His galley mates the flying steed , He chides her sloth ! " - Fair Edith sigh'd , Blush'd , sadly smiled , and thus replied : — XIII . - " Sweet thought , but vain ! -No , Morag ! mark , Type of his ...
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149 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.
150 ページ - That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among the ruins of lona.
113 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.
41 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.
50 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...
198 ページ - O ! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
147 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.
110 ページ - Hath rent a strange and shatter'd 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 heath-bells bud in deep...
127 ページ - Many people shed tears ; for there was the wasted skull which once was the head that thought so wisely and boldly for his country's deliverance ; and there was the dry bone which had once been the sturdy arm that killed Sir Henry de Bohun, between the two armies, at a single blow, on the evening before the battle of Bannockburn.
110 ページ - Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor ought of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken. For all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone...