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... means of forgetting for a while that he must associate with the human race which he affects to despise . Keats loves to depict with luscious profusion of imagina- tion and an undercurrent of morbid melancholy the luxuriant vegetation of ...
... means of forgetting for a while that he must associate with the human race which he affects to despise . Keats loves to depict with luscious profusion of imagina- tion and an undercurrent of morbid melancholy the luxuriant vegetation of ...
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... mean to say much about things , the one character which he will give is colour , using it with the most perfect mastery and faithfulness , up to the point of possible modern percep- tion . For instance , if he has a sea - storm to paint ...
... mean to say much about things , the one character which he will give is colour , using it with the most perfect mastery and faithfulness , up to the point of possible modern percep- tion . For instance , if he has a sea - storm to paint ...
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... mean crime of forgery . The poet entirely allowed the justice of the criticism , but refused to improve Marmion's conduct in subsequent editions . " The poem , " he writes in 1830 , " was finished in too much haste to allow me an ...
... mean crime of forgery . The poet entirely allowed the justice of the criticism , but refused to improve Marmion's conduct in subsequent editions . " The poem , " he writes in 1830 , " was finished in too much haste to allow me an ...
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... mean and low , Though all their mingled streams could flow- Woe , wonder , and sensation high , In one spring - tide of ecstasy ! - It will not be - it may not last- The vision of enchantment's past : Like frostwork in the morning ray ...
... mean and low , Though all their mingled streams could flow- Woe , wonder , and sensation high , In one spring - tide of ecstasy ! - It will not be - it may not last- The vision of enchantment's past : Like frostwork in the morning ray ...
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... mean our game , Our mirth , dear Marriott , was the same . Remember'st thou my greyhounds true ? O'er holt or hill there never flew , From slip or leash there never sprang , More fleet of foot , or sure of fang . 60 50 50 30 Nor dull ...
... mean our game , Our mirth , dear Marriott , was the same . Remember'st thou my greyhounds true ? O'er holt or hill there never flew , From slip or leash there never sprang , More fleet of foot , or sure of fang . 60 50 50 30 Nor dull ...
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SCOTTS MARMION A TALE OF FLODD Walter Sir Scott, 1771-1832,Walter Sir Scott, 1771-1832 Ed,Harry Evan 1868- Ed Coblentz Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2016 |
SCOTTS MARMION A TALE OF FLODD Walter Sir Scott, 1771-1832,Harry Evan 1868- Ed Coblentz Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2016 |
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Abbess adjective ancient Angus armour arms band banner battle battle of Flodden battle of Largs beneath Blount Border called castle Christmas Clare colour Constance courser dame dark death deep derived Douglas Edinburgh England English Ettrick Forest expression fair falchion fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden fought grave hall hand hath heard heart heaven Henry VIII Highland hill holy horse hypallage intransitive verb INTRODUCTION TO CANTO James James IV King knight Lady land Lindesay Lindisfarne look Lord Marmion means Minstrel monks mountain ne'er noble noun o'er Palmer participle pass'd passage peace poem poet Prussia ride round royal Saint Saint George Saint Hilda scarce Scotch Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd sense shield song sound spear squire stanza steed sword tale tell thee thou thought tide tomb tower Twas Tweed verb VIII wild Wilton word XXVIII
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Sida 170 - I tell thee thou'rt defied! And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied!
Sida 218 - My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are...
Sida 127 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Sida 247 - Have we not seen, at Pleasure's lordly call, The smiling, long-frequented village fall ? Beheld the duteous son, the sire decay'd, The modest matron, and the blushing maid, Forced from their homes, a melancholy train, To traverse climes beyond the western main — Where wild Oswego* spreads her swamps around, And Niagara stuns with thundering sound...
Sida 305 - The neck that made that white robe wan, Her stately neck, and arms were bare; Her blue-veined feet unsandal'd were, And wildly glittered here and there The gems entangled in her hair.
Sida 222 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Sida 171 - At first in heart it liked me ill, .When the king praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line: So swore I, and I swear it still, Let my boy-bishop fret his fill. — 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.
Sida 62 - Of witches' spells, of warriors' arms ; Of patriot battles, won of old By Wallace wight and Bruce the bold ; Of later fields of feud and fight, When, pouring from their Highland height, The Scottish clans, in headlong sway, Had swept the scarlet ranks away. While...
Sida 184 - 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 169 - 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, more I tell thee here, Even in thy pitch of pride, Here, in thy hold, thy vassals near...