Sir Walter Scott

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Hodder and Stoughton, 1906 - 258 sidor
 

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Sida 73 - Resume thy wizard elm ! the fountain lending, And the wild breeze, thy wilder minstrelsy; Thy numbers sweet with nature's vespers blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. Yet, once again farewell, thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway, And little reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay.
Sida 231 - Sir Walter breathed his last, in the presence of all his children. It was a beautiful day — so warm, that every window was wide open — and so perfectly still, that the sound of all others most delicious to his ear, the gentle ripple of the Tweed over its pebbles, was distinctly audible as we knelt around the bed, and his eldest son kissed and closed his eyes.
Sida 72 - He said his own opinion was nearly similar. In speaking of the others, I told him that I thought you more particularly the poet of Princes, as they never appeared more fascinating than in Marmion and the Lady of the Lake.
Sida 102 - I have repeatedly laid down my future work to scale, divided it into volumes and chapters, and endeavoured to construct a story which I meant should evolve itself gradually and strikingly, maintain suspense, and stimulate curiosity; and which, finally, should terminate in a striking catastrophe. But I think there is a demon who seats himself on the feather of my pen when I begin to write, and leads it astray from the purpose.
Sida 227 - My wound is deep ; I fain would sleep ; Take thou the vanguard of the three, And hide me by the braken bush, That grows on yonder lilye lee.
Sida 103 - When I light on such a character as Bailie Jarvie, or Dalgetty, my imagination brightens, and my conception becomes clearer at every step which I make in his company, although it leads me many a weary mile away from the regular road, and forces me to leap hedge and ditch to get back into the route again.
Sida 135 - I had merely composed it by rote, and on finishing it, three years before, I had sung it once over to Sir Walter. I began it at his request ; but, at the eighth or ninth...
Sida 5 - Sunday bard to join in your condemnation, ' and yet come of a noble Graeme ! ' I admit he was tant soit peu sauvage, but he was a noble savage; and the beastly Covenanters against whom he acted, hardly had any claim to be called men, unless what was founded on their walking- upon their hind feet.
Sida 134 - Fletcher all the way through the darkness, the distance of two miles, for another fiery peat. The night was mild, calm, and as dark as pitch, and while Fletcher was absent we three sat down on the brink of the river, on a little green sward which I never will forget. and Scott desired me to sing them my ballad of

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