The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: Marmion; a tale of Flodden fieldLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1813 |
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... rest repelled , With dying hand the rudder held , Till , in his fall , with fateful sway , The steerage of the realm gave way ! Then , while on Britain's thousand plains , One unpolluted church remains , Whose peaceful bells ne'er sent ...
... rest repelled , With dying hand the rudder held , Till , in his fall , with fateful sway , The steerage of the realm gave way ! Then , while on Britain's thousand plains , One unpolluted church remains , Whose peaceful bells ne'er sent ...
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... who sleeps below : And , if thou mourn'st they could not save From error him who owns this grave , Be every harsher thought suppressed , And sacred be the last long rest . Here , where the end of earthly things Lays heroes 10 INTRODUCTION.
... who sleeps below : And , if thou mourn'st they could not save From error him who owns this grave , Be every harsher thought suppressed , And sacred be the last long rest . Here , where the end of earthly things Lays heroes 10 INTRODUCTION.
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... Rest , ardent Spirits ! till the cries Of dying Nature bid you rise ; Not even your Britain's groans can pierce The leaden silence of your hearse : Then , O how impotent and vain This grateful tributary strain ! Though not unmarked from ...
... Rest , ardent Spirits ! till the cries Of dying Nature bid you rise ; Not even your Britain's groans can pierce The leaden silence of your hearse : Then , O how impotent and vain This grateful tributary strain ! Though not unmarked from ...
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... should ne'er be heard in vain . * XIV . " Now , good Lord Marmion , " Heron says , " Of your fair courtesy , The rest of this old ballad may be found in the note . I pray you bide some little space , In this C 2 CANTO I. 35 THE CASTLE .
... should ne'er be heard in vain . * XIV . " Now , good Lord Marmion , " Heron says , " Of your fair courtesy , The rest of this old ballad may be found in the note . I pray you bide some little space , In this C 2 CANTO I. 35 THE CASTLE .
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... rest awake , and pray so long . Himself still sleeps before his beads Have marked ten aves , and two creeds . " - XXVII . 66 Let pass , " quoth Marmion ; " by my fay , This man shall guide me on my way , Although the great arch - fiend ...
... rest awake , and pray so long . Himself still sleeps before his beads Have marked ten aves , and two creeds . " - XXVII . 66 Let pass , " quoth Marmion ; " by my fay , This man shall guide me on my way , Although the great arch - fiend ...
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Abbess ancient Angus arms array band banner battle beneath blast Blount bold Border brand called CANTO castle Clare cross dame dark deep Douglas Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettricke Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave Guenever hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hilda hill holy Holy Island honoured horse host James IV King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lindisfarn look Lord Marmion loud merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland Note nought o'er Palmer passed Perchance Pitscottie plain pray rest rode round royal rude Saint scarce Scotland Scottish shew shield Sir David Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide tower Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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Sida 254 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Sida 255 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Sida 253 - Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late ; For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Sida 331 - 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...
Sida 253 - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Sida 212 - With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town...
Sida 356 - 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...
Sida 137 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her ? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying ; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Sida 363 - To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring ; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell. No thought was there of dastard flight; Linked in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well ; Till utter...
Sida 103 - Had given him to the headsman's stroke, Although my heart that instant broke. — Now, men of death, work forth your will, For I can suffer, and be still ; And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but Death who comes at last.