The poetical works of Walter Scott, 第 5 巻 |
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... Chieftain's daughter seem'd the maid ; Her sattin snood , her silken plaid , Her golden brooch , such birth betray'd . And seldom was a snood amid Such wild luxuriant ringlets hid , Whose glossy black to shame might bring The plumage of ...
... Chieftain's daughter seem'd the maid ; Her sattin snood , her silken plaid , Her golden brooch , such birth betray'd . And seldom was a snood amid Such wild luxuriant ringlets hid , Whose glossy black to shame might bring The plumage of ...
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... with silken thread , Slave of thy will , this Chieftain dread ; Yet , O loved maid , thy mirth refrain ! Thy hand is on a lion's mane . " - XIII . " Minstrel , " the maid replied , 66 Canto II . THE LADY OF THE LAKE .
... with silken thread , Slave of thy will , this Chieftain dread ; Yet , O loved maid , thy mirth refrain ! Thy hand is on a lion's mane . " - XIII . " Minstrel , " the maid replied , 66 Canto II . THE LADY OF THE LAKE .
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... chieftain son , from ire Of Scotland's king who shrouds my sire , A deeper , holier debt is owed ; And , could I pay it with my blood , Allan ! Sir Roderick should command My blood , my life , -but not my hand . Rather will Ellen ...
... chieftain son , from ire Of Scotland's king who shrouds my sire , A deeper , holier debt is owed ; And , could I pay it with my blood , Allan ! Sir Roderick should command My blood , my life , -but not my hand . Rather will Ellen ...
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... they slept , a vocal strain Bade their hoarse chorus wake again , While loud a hundred clans - men raise Their voices in their Chieftain's praise . Each boat - man , bending to his oar , 74 THE LADY OF THE LAKE . Canto II .
... they slept , a vocal strain Bade their hoarse chorus wake again , While loud a hundred clans - men raise Their voices in their Chieftain's praise . Each boat - man , bending to his oar , 74 THE LADY OF THE LAKE . Canto II .
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... Chieftain's name ; While , prompt to please , with mother's art , The darling passion of his heart , The Dame call'd Ellen to the strand , To greet her kinsman ere he land : " Come , loiterer , come ! a Douglas thou , And shun to ...
... Chieftain's name ; While , prompt to please , with mother's art , The darling passion of his heart , The Dame call'd Ellen to the strand , To greet her kinsman ere he land : " Come , loiterer , come ! a Douglas thou , And shun to ...
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agen Allan Alpine's ancient Angus aught bagpipe bard battle Bevis of Hampton blade blood bold brand brave breast broad-sword brow called CANTO chase chief Chieftain clan Clan-Alpine's cliff Coronach crest Dæmon death deep Douglas dread dream e'er Earl of Angus Ellen Ettrick forest fairy fear Fiery Cross fire Fitz-James friendly band friends gallant glance glen grace grey hand harp head hear heard heart heath hench-man Highland hill hounds hunting king LADY lake land Loch-Katrine Lord loud Macgregor maid maiden Malcolm Græme Malise martial midnight mingled minstrel morning mountain ne'er night Note o'er Perthshire pibroch plaid pride rest rock Roderick Dhu Saint Modan Scotland Scottish seem'd shallop side sire Skofnung sleep smiled snood song sounds speed stag steed stood stranger sword sylvan tear thee thine thou toil turn'd Twas Tynedale Urisk vision wake wave wild wind youth
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128 ページ - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
48 ページ - Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
49 ページ - No rude sound shall reach thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan, or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders challenge here, Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing, Shouting clans, or squadrons stamping.
80 ページ - Moor'd in the rifted rock, Proof to the tempest's shock, Firmer he roots him the ruder it blow; Menteith and Breadalbane, then, Echo his praise agen, Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!
81 ページ - Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho ! ieroe ! Row, vassals, row, for the pride of the Highlands ! Stretch to your oars, for the evergreen Pine...
208 ページ - ... seen above the middle, death is not to be expected for the space of a year, and perhaps some months longer ; and as it is frequently seen to ascend higher towards the head, death is concluded to be at hand within a few days, if not hours, as daily experience confirms.
207 ページ - At the sight of a vision, the eyelids of the person are erected, and the eyes continue staring until the object vanish. This is obvious to others who are by, when the persons happen to see a vision, and occurred more than once to my own observation, and to others that were with me.
23 ページ - And turned him from the opposing rock ; Then, dashing down a darksome glen, Soon lost to hound and hunter's ken, In the deep Trosach's wildest nook His solitary refuge took.
107 ページ - TIME rolls his ceaseless course. The race of yore, Who danced our infancy upon their knee, And told our marvelling boyhood legends store Of their strange ventures happed by land or sea, How are they blotted from the things that be!
17 ページ - The Stag at eve had drunk his fill, Where danced the moon on Monan's rill...