The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, 第 1 巻Constable, 1820 |
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... Carter's side , And soon beneath the rising day Smiled Branksome Towers and Teviot's tide . * A mountain on the border of England , above Jedburgh . The wild birds told their warbling tale , And wakened 58 Canto II . THE LAY OF.
... Carter's side , And soon beneath the rising day Smiled Branksome Towers and Teviot's tide . * A mountain on the border of England , above Jedburgh . The wild birds told their warbling tale , And wakened 58 Canto II . THE LAY OF.
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... beneath the hawthorn green . He was stately , and young , and tall , Dreaded in battle , and loved in ḥall : And she , when love , scarce told , scarce hid , Lent to her cheek a livelier red ; When the half sigh her swelling breast ...
... beneath the hawthorn green . He was stately , and young , and tall , Dreaded in battle , and loved in ḥall : And she , when love , scarce told , scarce hid , Lent to her cheek a livelier red ; When the half sigh her swelling breast ...
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... Beneath an oak , mossed o'er by eld , The Baron's Dwarf his courser held , And held his crested helm and spear : That Dwarf was scarcely an earthly man , If the tales were true , that of him ran Through all the Border , far and near ...
... Beneath an oak , mossed o'er by eld , The Baron's Dwarf his courser held , And held his crested helm and spear : That Dwarf was scarcely an earthly man , If the tales were true , that of him ran Through all the Border , far and near ...
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... Beneath the peel's rude battlement ; And maids and matrons dropped the tear , While ready warriors seized the spear . From Branksome's towers , the watchman's eye Dun wreaths of distant smoke can spy , Which , curling in the rising sun ...
... Beneath the peel's rude battlement ; And maids and matrons dropped the tear , While ready warriors seized the spear . From Branksome's towers , the watchman's eye Dun wreaths of distant smoke can spy , Which , curling in the rising sun ...
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... beneath a banner bright . The treasured fleur - de - luce he claims To wreathe his shield , since royal James , Encamped by Fala's mossy wave , The proud distinction grateful gave , For faith ' mid feudal jars ; What time , save ...
... beneath a banner bright . The treasured fleur - de - luce he claims To wreathe his shield , since royal James , Encamped by Fala's mossy wave , The proud distinction grateful gave , For faith ' mid feudal jars ; What time , save ...
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ancient arms Baron Beattison beneath betwixt blood blood-hound Border Branksome Branksome's Buccleuch called CANTO castle Cessford chief clan courser cross Cumberland Dame dead Douglas Duke Earl Eildon hills English Erle Eskdale Eske Ettricke Ettricke Forest fair father Fawdon feud fire friends Gilpin Horner hall hand Harden Hawick heard highnes hill horse iron James Jedburgh king knight Knight of Liddesdale Ladye laid laird of Buccleuch Lancelot Carleton lances lands LAST MINSTREL Liddesdale Lord Cranstoun Lord Dacre loud magic Melrose Michael Scott Monk moss-trooper never noble Note o'er raven's nest ride rode round sayd Scotland Scots Scottish Scottish Border servant shewed shulde Sir Gilbert Elliot Sir Walter slain spear steed stone stood sword Teviot Teviotdale thee theyme theyre Thomas Musgrave thou tide Tinlinn tower Tweed tyme Virgilius Walter Scott warrior ween William of Deloraine wolde word wound
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41 ページ - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
13 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...
10 ページ - Stuart's throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had called his harmless art a crime. A wandering harper, scorned and poor, He begged his bread from door to door ; And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp, a king had loved to hear.
9 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.
48 ページ - The moon on the east oriel shone Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined : Thou wouldst have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the osier wand In many a freakish knot had twined, Then framed a spell when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
49 ページ - Showed many a prophet, and many a saint, Whose image on the glass was dyed ; Full in the midst, his Cross of Red Triumphant Michael brandished, And trampled the Apostate's pride. The moon-beam kissed the holy pane, And threw on the pavement a bloody stain.
12 ページ - And would the noble duchess deign To listen to an old man's strain, Though stiff his hand, his voice though weak, He thought even yet, the sooth to speak, That if she loved the harp to hear, He could make music to her ear.
167 ページ - But what had my youth with ambition to do ? Why left I Amynta...
47 ページ - The darkened roof rose high aloof On pillars, lofty, and light, and small : The key-stone, that locked each ribbed aisle, Was a fleur-de-lys, or a quatre-feuille ; The corbells* were carved grotesque and grim; And the pillars, with clustered shafts so trim, With base and with capital flourished around, Seemed bundles of lances which garlands had bound.
17 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 • 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.