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" Or injured Constance, bathes my head !" Then, as remembrance rose,— " Speak not to me of shrift or prayer ! I must redress her woes. Short space, few words, are mine to spare; Forgive and listen, gentle Clare!"— " Alas! " she said, " the while,—... "
Marmion - 364 ページ
sir Walter Scott (bart.) 著 - 1810
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The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With memoir of the author

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1864
...dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stooped his brow to lave...are mine to spare; Forgive and listen, gentle Clare I " " Alas I " she said, " the while,— O think of your immortal weal ! In vain for Constance is your...

Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 546 ページ
...brought To dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And as she stooped his brow to lave —...gentle Clare !" — "Alas !" she said, " the while,— 0 think of your immortal weal ! In vain for Constance is your zeal ; She died at Holy Isle." — Lord...

Poetical works. With a biogr. and critical memoir by F.T. Palgrave

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1866
...To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave — " Is it the hand of Clare," he...her woes. Short space, few words, are mine to spare; P'orgive and listen, gentle Clare ! " — " Alas ! " she said, " the while, — O, think of your immortal...

Select Readings from the Poets and Prose Writers of Every Country

James Fleming (ed) - 1866
...brought To dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And as she stooped his brow to lave —...not to me of shrift or prayer \ I must redress her woea. Short space, few words, are mine to spare. Forgive and listen, gentle Clare ! " — " Alas !...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Bart

Walter Scott - 1866 - 740 ページ
...dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And as she stooped his brow to lave —...remembrance rose, — " Speak not to me of shrift or prayer 1 I must redress her woes. Short space, few words, are mine to spare ; Forgive and listen, gentle Clare...

Progressive Readers: A Class Book for the Use of Advanced Pupils, in ..., 第 5 号

John Epy Lovell - 1866
...brought To "dubious verge of battle fought, To "shrive the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stooped his brow to lave...head?" Then, as remembrance rose — " Speak not to mo of "shrift or prayer ! I must redress her woes. Short space, few words, are mine to spare ; Forgive...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1866 - 559 ページ
...To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave — " Is it the hand of Clare," he said, "Or injured Constance, bathes myhead?" Then, as remembrance rose, — " Speak not to me of shrift or prayer ! I must redress her...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1866 - 559 ページ
...To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave — " Is it the hand of Clare," he said, "Orinjured Constance, bathes my head?" Then, as remembrance rose, — " Speak not to me of shrift or...

Poetical Works, 第 1 巻

Walter Scott - 1867 - 559 ページ
...To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave— " Is it the hand of Clare," he said, "Orinjured Constance,bathes myhead?" I must redress her woes. Short space, few words, are mine to spare;...

The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. Illustr. by F. Gilbert

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1868
...dubious verge of battle fought. To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion oj the wave, And. as she stooped his brow to lave— " Is it the hand of Clare.1' he said, *' Or injured Constance, bathes my head !" Then, as remembrance rose,— " Speak...




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