The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, BaronetHoughton, Mifflin, 1887 - 646 ページ |
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... true , his voice was clear , And much they longed the rest to hear . Encouraged thus , the aged man After meet rest again began . The Lay of the Last Minstrel . CANTO SECOND . I. IF thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright , Go visit it by ...
... true , his voice was clear , And much they longed the rest to hear . Encouraged thus , the aged man After meet rest again began . The Lay of the Last Minstrel . CANTO SECOND . I. IF thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright , Go visit it by ...
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... true knight . XXVIII . The knight and ladye fair are met , And under the hawthorn's boughs are set . A fairer pair were never seen To meet beneath the hawthorn green . He was stately and young and tall , Dreaded in battle and loved in ...
... true knight . XXVIII . The knight and ladye fair are met , And under the hawthorn's boughs are set . A fairer pair were never seen To meet beneath the hawthorn green . He was stately and young and tall , Dreaded in battle and loved in ...
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... true , Into a thousand flinders flew . But Cranstoun's lance , of more avail , Pierced through , like silk , the Borderer's mail ; Through shield and jack and acton passed , Deep in his bosom broke at last . Still sate the warrior ...
... true , Into a thousand flinders flew . But Cranstoun's lance , of more avail , Pierced through , like silk , the Borderer's mail ; Through shield and jack and acton passed , Deep in his bosom broke at last . Still sate the warrior ...
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... true and eye more clear No archer bended bow . His coal - black hair , shorn round and close , Set off his sun - burned face ; Old England's sign , Saint George's cross , His barret - cap did grace : His bugle - horn hung by his side ...
... true and eye more clear No archer bended bow . His coal - black hair , shorn round and close , Set off his sun - burned face ; Old England's sign , Saint George's cross , His barret - cap did grace : His bugle - horn hung by his side ...
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... true . XXIV . So passed the day- the evening fell , ' T was near the time of curfew bell ; The air was mild , the wind was calm , The stream was smooth , the dew was balm ; E'en the rude watchman on the tower Enjoyed and blessed the ...
... true . XXIV . So passed the day- the evening fell , ' T was near the time of curfew bell ; The air was mild , the wind was calm , The stream was smooth , the dew was balm ; E'en the rude watchman on the tower Enjoyed and blessed the ...
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arms band banner bard battle beneath blood bold bower brand Branksome Branksome Hall brave breast bright broadsword brow CANTO castle clan courser crest cross dame dark deep Deloraine Douglas dread Eskdale Ettrick Forest fair falchion fame fear fell fierce fight fire gallant glance glen grace Græme gray hall hand harp hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy isle King knight lady Ladye lake lance land Liddesdale light Loch Katrine lone look Lord Marmion loud maid maiden merrymen minstrel moss-trooper mountain ne'er noble Norham o'er pale passed pennon pibroch pride proud Risingham rock Roderick rose round rude rung Saint Saint Cuthbert Saxon scarce Scotland Scottish sire smile song soul sound spear spoke steed stern stood sword TAILPIECE tale tell thee thine thou tide toil tower twixt voice wake warrior wave ween wild wind
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532 ページ - When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. There rose the choral hymn of praise, And trump and timbrel answered keen, And Zion's daughters poured their lays, With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone : Our...
144 ページ - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
136 ページ - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble earl, receive my hand." But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open, at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation-stone; The hand of Douglas is his own, And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
136 ページ - twere not for thy hoary beard, Such hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the Douglas' head! And first I tell thee, haughty peer, He who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate! And, Douglas, more I tell thee here...
493 ページ - How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind waved his garment, how oft didst thou start ? How many long days and long weeks didst thou number Ere he faded before thee, the friend of thy heart ? And...
5 ページ - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot : Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied ; And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the LATEST MINSTREL sung.
178 ページ - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
136 ページ - Not lighter does the swallow skim Along the smooth lake's level brim: And when Lord Marmion reached his band, He halts, and turns with clenched hand, And shout of loud defiance pours, And shook his gauntlet at the towers. ' Horse ! horse ! ' the Douglas cried, ' and chase ! ' But soon he reined his fury's pace: ' A royal messenger he came, Though most unworthy of the name.
156 ページ - Gray birch and aspen wept beneath; Aloft, the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock; And, higher yet, the pine-tree hung His shattered trunk, and frequent flung, Where seemed the cliffs to meet on high, His boughs athwart the narrowed sky.
142 ページ - The fiery youth, with desperate charge. Made, for a space an opening large — The rescued banner rose. But darkly closed the war around, Like pine-tree, rooted from the ground. It sunk among the foes. Then Eustace mounted too; yet...