The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, BaronetHoughton, Mifflin, 1887 - 646 ページ |
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... wind slowly round the hill " 171 " 6 Soothing she answered him : ' Assuage , Mine honored friend , the fears of age " " . 172 Speed , Malise , speed ! ' " " Ben - an's gray scalp the accents knew " [ Ben - an , from Loch Katrine . ] 191 ...
... wind slowly round the hill " 171 " 6 Soothing she answered him : ' Assuage , Mine honored friend , the fears of age " " . 172 Speed , Malise , speed ! ' " " Ben - an's gray scalp the accents knew " [ Ben - an , from Loch Katrine . ] 191 ...
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... HALF TITLE . NOTES • 563 TAILPIECE VIGNETTE 564 VIGNETTE TAILPIECE 632 HALF TITLE . INDEX HALF TITLE . GLOSSARY . 633 VIGNETTE VIGNETTE 634 TAILPIECE INTRODUCTION . THE way was long , the wind was. XX LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS .
... HALF TITLE . NOTES • 563 TAILPIECE VIGNETTE 564 VIGNETTE TAILPIECE 632 HALF TITLE . INDEX HALF TITLE . GLOSSARY . 633 VIGNETTE VIGNETTE 634 TAILPIECE INTRODUCTION . THE way was long , the wind was. XX LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS .
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... wind was cold , The Minstrel was infirm and old ; His withered cheek and tresses gray 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 ...
... wind was cold , The Minstrel was infirm and old ; His withered cheek and tresses gray 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 ...
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... wind , that swings the oaks ? Is it the echo from the rocks ? What may it be , the heavy sound , That moans old Branksome's turrets round ? XIII . At the sullen , moaning sound The ban - dogs bay and howl , And from the turrets round ...
... wind , that swings the oaks ? Is it the echo from the rocks ? What may it be , the heavy sound , That moans old Branksome's turrets round ? XIII . At the sullen , moaning sound The ban - dogs bay and howl , And from the turrets round ...
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... wind of 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 honors of the dead ! O high ambition ...
... wind of 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 honors of the dead ! O high ambition ...
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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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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.
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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...