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... o'er Nelson's shrine ; And vainly pierce the solemn gloom , That shrouds , O Pitt , thy hallow'd tomb ! - Deep graved in every British heart , O never let those names depart ! 1 Say to your sons , Lo , here his grave , Who victor died ...
... o'er Nelson's shrine ; And vainly pierce the solemn gloom , That shrouds , O Pitt , thy hallow'd tomb ! - Deep graved in every British heart , O never let those names depart ! 1 Say to your sons , Lo , here his grave , Who victor died ...
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... O'er their wild mood full conquest gain'd , The pride , he would not crush , restrain'd , Show'd their fierce zeal a worthier cause , 2 And brought the freeman's arm , to aid the free- man's laws . Had'st thou but lived , though stripp ...
... O'er their wild mood full conquest gain'd , The pride , he would not crush , restrain'd , Show'd their fierce zeal a worthier cause , 2 And brought the freeman's arm , to aid the free- man's laws . Had'st thou but lived , though stripp ...
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Walter Scott. Nor be thy requiescat dumb , Lest it be said o'er Fox's tomb.1 For talents mourn , untimely lost , When best employ'd , and wanted most ; Mourn genius high , and lore profound , And wit that loved to play , not wound ; And ...
Walter Scott. Nor be thy requiescat dumb , Lest it be said o'er Fox's tomb.1 For talents mourn , untimely lost , When best employ'd , and wanted most ; Mourn genius high , and lore profound , And wit that loved to play , not wound ; And ...
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... 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 . Speak not for those a separate doom , Whom Fate made Brothers in the tomb ; But search ...
... 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 . Speak not for those a separate doom , Whom Fate made Brothers in the tomb ; But search ...
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... O'er poet's bosom holds its sway ; How on the ancient minstrel strain Time lays his palsied hand in vain ; And how our hearts at doughty deeds , By warriors wrought in steely weeds , Still throb for fear and pity's sake ; As when the ...
... O'er poet's bosom holds its sway ; How on the ancient minstrel strain Time lays his palsied hand in vain ; And how our hearts at doughty deeds , By warriors wrought in steely weeds , Still throb for fear and pity's sake ; As when the ...
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Abbess ancient Angus arms band Baron battle battle of Flodden beneath blast Blount bold Border called CANTO castle Clare dame dark death deep Douglas Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettrick Ettrick Forest fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden Field grace grave hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Heron hill holy Holy Island honour horse James IV James's King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lord Marmion loud mark'd merry Minstrel Monarch monks mountain ne'er never noble Norham Norham Castle Note o'er Palmer pass'd peace Perchance Pitscottie plain poem round royal rude Saint Saint George scarce Scot Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd shield show'd Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tantallon Tantallon Castle tell thee thou thought tide tower Twas Tweed Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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الصفحة 207 - 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...
الصفحة 270 - 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!
الصفحة 207 - Eske 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.
الصفحة 269 - 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.
الصفحة 103 - So, cast and mingled with his very frame. The mind's disease, its ruling passion came; Each vital humour which should feed the whole, Soon flows to this, in body and in soul: Whatever warms the heart, or fills the head, As the mind opens, and its functions spread, Imagination plies her dangerous art, And pours it all upon the peccant part.
الصفحة 291 - 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...
الصفحة 7 - 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...
الصفحة 275 - Twas nor fay nor ghost I met upon the moonlight wold, But living man of earthly mould. — 0 dotage blind and gross ! Had I but fought as wont, one thrust Had laid De Wilton in the dust, My path no more to cross. — How stand we now ? — he told his tale To Douglas ; and with some avail ; 1 His eldest son, the Master of Angus.
الصفحة 292 - the while,— 0 think of your immortal weal ! In vain for Constance is your zeal ; She died at Holy Isle.
الصفحة 297 - Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring ; The stubborn spear-men still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell.