The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart: Including the Lay of the Last Minstrel; Marmion; the Lady of the Lake; the Vision of Don Roderick; Rokeby; the Lord of the Isles; Lyrical Pieces; Miscellaneous Poems and Ballads. With a Memoir of the Author. Illustrated by EngravingsA. & C. Black, 1856 - 746 من الصفحات |
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... true , was still remarkable , and procured for him from his master the title of historian of the class ; while he produced some school- verses , both translated and original , at least creditable for a boy of twelve . Even his ...
... true , was still remarkable , and procured for him from his master the title of historian of the class ; while he produced some school- verses , both translated and original , at least creditable for a boy of twelve . Even his ...
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... true , was still remarkable , and procured for him from his master the title of historian of the class ; while he produced some school- verses , both translated and original , at least creditable for a boy of twelve . Even his ...
... true , was still remarkable , and procured for him from his master the title of historian of the class ; while he produced some school- verses , both translated and original , at least creditable for a boy of twelve . Even his ...
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... true criticism , I would pay no regard to that which assumes the form of satire . I therefore resolved to arm myself with that triple brass of Horace , of which those of my profession are seldom held deficient , against all the roving ...
... true criticism , I would pay no regard to that which assumes the form of satire . I therefore resolved to arm myself with that triple brass of Horace , of which those of my profession are seldom held deficient , against all the roving ...
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... true , I had private friends disposed to second me in my efforts to obtain popularity . But I was sports- man enough to know , that if the greyhound does not run well , the halloos of his patrons will obtain nothing for him . Neither ...
... true , I had private friends disposed to second me in my efforts to obtain popularity . But I was sports- man enough to know , that if the greyhound does not run well , the halloos of his patrons will obtain nothing for him . Neither ...
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... true , Kinsmen to the bold Buccleuch . 1 See Note 1 of the " NOTES TO THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL " I the Appendix . The figures of reference throughout the poem relate to further Notes in the Appendix . IV . Ten of them were sheathed ...
... true , Kinsmen to the bold Buccleuch . 1 See Note 1 of the " NOTES TO THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL " I the Appendix . The figures of reference throughout the poem relate to further Notes in the Appendix . IV . Ten of them were sheathed ...
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Abbotsford ancient Argentine arms bade band battle beneath Bertram blood blood-hound bold bower brand Branksome Hall brave breast broadsword brow Bruce castle clan courser dark deep Deloraine Douglas dread Earl Edinburgh English Ettrick Forest fair falchion fame fear fell fierce fight fire gallant gave glance glen grey hall hand harp hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Highland hill holy horse isle King knight lady lake lance land Liddesdale light Lindisfarne Loch Katrine lonely Lord Marmion Lorn loud maid mark'd minstrel Mortham mountain ne'er noble NOTE o'er pass'd pibroch poem pride Risingham Roderick Rokeby Rokeby's Ronald round rude rung Saint Saxon scarce Scotland Scottish seem'd shore show'd silvan sire sought sound spear steed stern stood sword tale tell thee thine thou tide tower turn'd Twas vex'd wake warriors wave ween wild Wilfrid wind youth
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الصفحة 87 - O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand...
الصفحة 43 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
الصفحة 98 - 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...
الصفحة 190 - He staid not for brake, and he stopp'd not for stone, He swam the 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. So boldly he...
الصفحة 225 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered mid the foes.
الصفحة 216 - 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.
الصفحة 255 - No rude sound shall reach* thine ear, Armour's clang, or war-steed champing, Trump nor pibroch summon here Mustering clan or squadron tramping. Yet the lark's shrill fife may come At the daybreak from the fallow, And the bittern sound his drum, Booming from the sedgy shallow. Ruder sounds shall none be near, Guards nor warders challenge here, Here's no war-steed's neigh and champing, Shouting clans or squadrons stamping.
الصفحة 226 - 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.
الصفحة 588 - WHY weep ye by the tide, ladie? Why weep ye by the tide? I'll wed ye to my youngest son, And ye sail be his bride: And ye sail be his bride, ladie, Sae comely to be seen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
الصفحة 228 - Ever, he said, that, close and near, A lady's voice was in his ear, And that the priest he could not hear, For that she ever sung, " In the lost battle, borne down- by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle with groans of the dying!