The poetical works of Walter Scott, Volym 3 |
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... , and array , Shew'd they had march'd a weary way . IX . ' Tis meet that I should tell you now , How fairly arm'd , and order'd how , The soldiers of the guard , With musquet , pike , and morion , To welcome 36 Canto I. MARMION .
... , and array , Shew'd they had march'd a weary way . IX . ' Tis meet that I should tell you now , How fairly arm'd , and order'd how , The soldiers of the guard , With musquet , pike , and morion , To welcome 36 Canto I. MARMION .
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... meet that noble lord , Sir Hugh the Heron bold , 1 Baron of Twisell , and of Ford , And Captain of the Hold . He led Lord Marmion to the deas , Raised o'er the pavement high , And placed him in the upper place- They feasted full 40 ...
... meet that noble lord , Sir Hugh the Heron bold , 1 Baron of Twisell , and of Ford , And Captain of the Hold . He led Lord Marmion to the deas , Raised o'er the pavement high , And placed him in the upper place- They feasted full 40 ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... the solitude . Nought living meets the eye or ear , But well I ween the dead are near ; For though , in feudal strife , a foe Hath laid Our Lady's chapel low , Yet still beneath the hallow'd soil , The peasant rests 74 INTRODUCTION.
... the solitude . Nought living meets the eye or ear , But well I ween the dead are near ; For though , in feudal strife , a foe Hath laid Our Lady's chapel low , Yet still beneath the hallow'd soil , The peasant rests 74 INTRODUCTION.
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... meet Saint Hilda's maids , they bare ; And , as they caught the sounds on air , They echoed back the hymn . The islanders , in joyous mood , Rush'd emulously through the flood , To hale the bark to land ; Conspicuous by her veil and ...
... meet Saint Hilda's maids , they bare ; And , as they caught the sounds on air , They echoed back the hymn . The islanders , in joyous mood , Rush'd emulously through the flood , To hale the bark to land ; Conspicuous by her veil and ...
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Abbess abbot ancient arches arms beneath Bishop of Durham bold breast called castle champion chapel Chester-le-street Dane dark death deep Donjon Durham Earl Elfin Erskine Ettricke Ettricke Forest fair falcon fear Featherston Fitz-Eustace foes Forest Friar John gentle gentlemen grace grave grim Guenever hall Haltwhistle hand hath hear heard heart heaven hermit Heron Holy Island horse hounds hunt king knight lady lady's lake lance land light Lindisfarn lonely Lord Marmion mark'd minstrels monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Norham Castle northern war Northumberland Note nuns o'er Palmer Perkin Warbeck proud Ridley rock round rude Saint Cuthbert's Saint Hilda's scarce Scotland Scottish seem'd shew Shew'd shield shrine Sir Launcelot sound spear spell squire St Cuthbert steed stood sword tale Tamworth tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide toil tomb tower Tweed wall Warkworth Whitby Whitby's wild William
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Sida 16 - For talents mourn, untimely lost, When best employed and wanted most; Mourn genius high, and lore profound, And wit that loved to play, not wound ; And all the reasoning powers divine, To penetrate, resolve, combine ; And feelings keen, and fancy's glow, They sleep with him who sleeps below...
Sida 149 - 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 91 - Thy tower, proud Bamborough, mark'd they there, King Ida's castle, huge and square, From its tall rock look grimly down, And on the swelling ocean frown ; Then from the coast they bore away, And reach'd the Holy Island's bay.
Sida 211 - The manner of the hunting is this : five or six hundred men do rise early in the morning, and they do disperse themselves divers ways, and seven, eight, or ten miles...
Sida 57 - Poor wretch, the mother that him bare, If she had been in presence there, In his wan face and sunburnt hair She had not known her child.
Sida 211 - Then after we had staid there three hours, or thereabouts, we might perceive the deer appear on the hills round about us (their heads making a show like a wood), which being followed close by the...
Sida 180 - ... was a stone that was of marble ; but it was so dark, that Sir Launcelot might not well know what it was. Then Sir Launcelot looked by him, and saw an old chappell, and there he wend to have found people. And so Sir Launcelot tied his horse to a...
Sida 71 - Companions of my mountain joys, Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is truth.
Sida 185 - ... families. and also shadowed the events of future ages, in the succession of our imperial line ; with these helps, and those of the machines, which I have mentioned, I might perhaps have done as well as some of my predecessors, or at least chalked out a way for others to amend my errors in a like design. But being encouraged only with fair words by King Charles II, my little salary ill paid, and no prospect of a future subsistence, I -was then discouraged in the beginning of my attempt...
Sida 134 - Whose doom discording neighbours sought, Content with equity unbought ; To him the venerable Priest, Our frequent and familiar guest, Whose life and manners well could paint Alike the student and the saint ; Alas ! whose speech too oft I broke With gambol rude and timeless joke : For I was wayward, bold, and wild, A self-will'd imp, a grandame's child ; But half a plague, and half a jest, Was still endured, beloved, caress'd.