The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Volym 2Little, Brown & Company; Shepard, Clark and Brown, 1857 |
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... heaven , To shelter'd dale and down are driven , Where yet some faded herbage pines , And yet a watery sunbeam shines : In meek despondency they eye The wither'd sward and wintry sky , And far beneath their summer hill , Stray sadly by ...
... heaven , To shelter'd dale and down are driven , Where yet some faded herbage pines , And yet a watery sunbeam shines : In meek despondency they eye The wither'd sward and wintry sky , And far beneath their summer hill , Stray sadly by ...
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... Heaven , to reward his firmness , gave A portion in this honour'd grave , And ne'er held marble in its trust Of two such wondrous men the dust.2 1 [ MS.— “ And party passion doff'd aside . ” ] 2 [ " The first epistolary effusion ...
... Heaven , to reward his firmness , gave A portion in this honour'd grave , And ne'er held marble in its trust Of two such wondrous men the dust.2 1 [ MS.— “ And party passion doff'd aside . ” ] 2 [ " The first epistolary effusion ...
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... Heaven , She could not glide along the air , With form more light , or face more fair . No more the widow's deafen'd ear Grows quick that lady's step to hear : At noontide she expects her not , Nor busies her to trim the cot ; Pensive ...
... Heaven , She could not glide along the air , With form more light , or face more fair . No more the widow's deafen'd ear Grows quick that lady's step to hear : At noontide she expects her not , Nor busies her to trim the cot ; Pensive ...
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... spell Of every star that heaven doth show , And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain . " Il Penseroso . ] That Wizard . Priest's , whose bones are thrust , 84 MARMION .
... spell Of every star that heaven doth show , And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain . " Il Penseroso . ] That Wizard . Priest's , whose bones are thrust , 84 MARMION .
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... heaven . Yet him , whose heart is ill at ease , Such peaceful solitudes displease ; He loves to drown his bosom's jar Amid the elemental war : And my black Palmer's choice had been Some ruder and more savage scene , Like that which ...
... heaven . Yet him , whose heart is ill at ease , Such peaceful solitudes displease ; He loves to drown his bosom's jar Amid the elemental war : And my black Palmer's choice had been Some ruder and more savage scene , Like that which ...
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The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With Memoir and Critical ..., Volym 2 Sir Walter Scott Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1857 |
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Abbess ancient Angus arms band Baron battle battle of Flodden beneath blast Blount bold Border called CANTO castle chapel Clare dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettrick Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight fire Fitz-Eustace Flodden gallant grace grave hall hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill holy Holy Island honour horse host James IV King's knight Lady land light Lindesay look Lord Marmion loud maid mark'd merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er never noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland Note o'er Palmer pass'd peace Perchance plain poem rest rode round royal rude Saint scarce Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd shield show'd Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee thou thought tide tower Twas Tweed Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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Sida 254 - 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 ? XIII.
Sida 349 - 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 252 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide; And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Sida 345 - Lord Marmion started from the ground, As light as if he felt no wound ; Though in the action burst the tide, In torrents from his wounded side. "Then it was truth !" — he said — "I knew That the dark presage must be true.
Sida 217 - When sated with the martial show That peopled all the plain below, The wandering eye could o'er it go, And mark the distant city glow 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...
Sida 82 - Pollute the pure lake's crystal edge; Abrupt and sheer, the mountains sink At once upon the level brink; And just a trace of silver sand Marks where the water meets the land. Far in the mirror, bright and blue Each hill's huge outline you may view; Shaggy with heath, but lonely bare, Nor tree, nor bush, nor brake is there, Save where, of land, yon slender line Bears thwart the lake the scatter'd pine.
Sida 30 - Twill trickle to his rival's bier ; O'er PITT'S the mournful requiem sound, And Fox's shall the notes rebound. The solemn echo seems to cry, — " Here let their discord with them die...
Sida 337 - At length the freshening western blast Aside the shroud of battle cast; And first the ridge of mingled spears Above the brightening cloud appears; And in the smoke the pennons flew, As in the storm the white sea-mew. Then marked they, dashing broad and far, The broken billows of the war, And plumed crests of chieftains brave Floating like foam upon the wave...
Sida 84 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Sida 323 - Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride : I warrant him a warrior tried.