The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott ...Little, Brown, 1866 - 612 sidor |
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Sida 27
... strife . Young Gilbert , let our beacon blaze , Our kin , and clan , and friends , to raise . " XXVIII . Fair Margaret , from the turret head , Heard , far below , the coursers ' tread , While loud the harness rung , As to their seats ...
... strife . Young Gilbert , let our beacon blaze , Our kin , and clan , and friends , to raise . " XXVIII . Fair Margaret , from the turret head , Heard , far below , the coursers ' tread , While loud the harness rung , As to their seats ...
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... strife , a foot , with Scottish axe and knife , At the fourth hour from peep of dawn ; ven Deloraine , from sickness freed , else a champion in his stead , wald for himself and chieftain stand , Arst stout Musgrave , hand to hand ...
... strife , a foot , with Scottish axe and knife , At the fourth hour from peep of dawn ; ven Deloraine , from sickness freed , else a champion in his stead , wald for himself and chieftain stand , Arst stout Musgrave , hand to hand ...
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... strife to view , The trooping warriors eager ran : Thick round the lists their lances sto Like blasted pines in Ettrick Wood ; To Branksome many a look they thre The combatants ' approach to view , And bandied many a word of boast ...
... strife to view , The trooping warriors eager ran : Thick round the lists their lances sto Like blasted pines in Ettrick Wood ; To Branksome many a look they thre The combatants ' approach to view , And bandied many a word of boast ...
Sida 39
... strife , Should dare , by look , or sign , or word , Aid to a champion to afford , On peril of his life ; And not a breath the silence broke , Till thus the alternate Herald spoke : - XIX . ENGLISH HERALD . " Here standeth Richard of ...
... strife , Should dare , by look , or sign , or word , Aid to a champion to afford , On peril of his life ; And not a breath the silence broke , Till thus the alternate Herald spoke : - XIX . ENGLISH HERALD . " Here standeth Richard of ...
Sida 40
... strife , and long , And either warrior fierce and strong . But , were each dame a listening knight , I well could tell how warriors fight ! For I have seen war's lightning flashing , Seen the claymore with bayonet clashing , Seen ...
... strife , and long , And either warrior fierce and strong . But , were each dame a listening knight , I well could tell how warriors fight ! For I have seen war's lightning flashing , Seen the claymore with bayonet clashing , Seen ...
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Abbotsford agen arms band bard battle beneath blood bold bower brand Branksome Hall brave breast bright broadsword brow Bruce castle courser dark deep Deloraine Douglas dread Ettrick Forest fair falchion fame fate fear fell fierce fight gallant gave glance glen grace grey hall hand harp hast hath Hawick hear heard heart heaven hill isle King knight Lady lake land Liddesdale light Loch Katrine lonely look Lord Marmion Lorn loud maid maiden mark'd minstrel Monarch morning Moss-troopers mountain ne'er noble Norham o'er pale pass'd poem pride proud Risingham rock Roderick Rokeby Rokeby's rose round rude rung Saint scene Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd shore shout show'd silvan sire song sought soul sound spear spoke steed stern stood strife sword tale tell thee thine thou thought tide tower turn'd Twas twixt vex'd wake warrior wave ween wild wind youth
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Sida 23 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near ; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung ! "She is won ! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur ; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Sida 23 - O, 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 unarm'd, and he rode all alone.
Sida 23 - The bride kissed the goblet : the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — " Now tread we a measure !
Sida 23 - River where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at 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 37 - Fitz-Eustace, to Lord Surrey hie : Tunstall lies dead upon the field, His life-blood stains the spotless shield : Edmund is down, — my life is reft ; The Admiral alone is left. Let Stanley charge with spur of fire — With Chester charge and Lancashire Full upon Scotland's central host, Or victory and England's lost — Must I bid twice ? Hence, varlets ! fly ! Leave Marmion here alone — to die...
Sida 32 - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble earl, receive my hand. ' ' But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms and thus he spoke : — ' ' My manors, halls and bowers shall still Be open at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer; My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation-stone — The hand of Douglas is his own ; And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp!
Sida xxii - That young lady had a talent for describing the involvements, and feelings, and characters of ordinary life, which is to me the most wonderful I ever met with. The Big Bow-wow strain I can do myself like any now going ; but the exquisite touch, which renders ordinary commonplace things and characters interesting, from the truth of the description and the sentiment, is denied to me.
Sida 45 - While many a broken band Disordered through her currents dash, To gain the Scottish land ; To town and tower, to down and dale, To tell red Flodden's dismal tale, And raise the universal wail. Tradition, legend, tune, and song Shall many an age that wail prolong ; Still from the sire the son shall hear Of the stern strife and carnage drear Of Flodden's fatal field. Where shivered was fair Scotland's spear And broken was her shield ! xxxv.
Sida xli - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day...
Sida 220 - Come, as the winds come when Forests are rended ! Come, as the waves come when Navies are stranded...