Marmion: a Tale of Flodden FieldGinn & Company, 1891 - 283 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة ix
... near our lodg- ings , and I had never a more regular teacher , although I think I did not attend her a quarter of a year . An occa- sional lesson from my aunt supplied the rest . Afterwards , when grown a big boy , I had a few lessons ...
... near our lodg- ings , and I had never a more regular teacher , although I think I did not attend her a quarter of a year . An occa- sional lesson from my aunt supplied the rest . Afterwards , when grown a big boy , I had a few lessons ...
الصفحة xx
... near six years after this , Scott indulged the hope of marry- ing this lady , and it does not seem doubtful that the lady herself was in part responsible for this impression . It For some reason this strong attachment was broken off ...
... near six years after this , Scott indulged the hope of marry- ing this lady , and it does not seem doubtful that the lady herself was in part responsible for this impression . It For some reason this strong attachment was broken off ...
الصفحة xxix
... near to the close of my career ; I am fast shuffling off the stage . I have been perhaps the most volu- minous author of the day ; and it is a comfort to me to think that I have tried to unsettle no man's faith , to corrupt no man's ...
... near to the close of my career ; I am fast shuffling off the stage . I have been perhaps the most volu- minous author of the day ; and it is a comfort to me to think that I have tried to unsettle no man's faith , to corrupt no man's ...
الصفحة 1
... near and far , Their king is mustering troops for war . " ( See Canto I. , xx . ) The true cause of the Scottish invasion of England , on which the poet has based his story of Marmion , must be sought in the natural ambition 2 William ...
... near and far , Their king is mustering troops for war . " ( See Canto I. , xx . ) The true cause of the Scottish invasion of England , on which the poet has based his story of Marmion , must be sought in the natural ambition 2 William ...
الصفحة 2
... near the point where the Till joins the Tweed , and at- tacked James ( September 9th ) . In the desperate battle which ensued James was defeated and slain , and his army suffered so terribly that " every noble house in Scotland left ...
... near the point where the Till joins the Tweed , and at- tacked James ( September 9th ) . In the desperate battle which ensued James was defeated and slain , and his army suffered so terribly that " every noble house in Scotland left ...
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abbess ancient Angus armor arms band banner battle beneath Blount bold Border brand Canto castle Cheviot Hills church Clare dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Edinburgh England English Ettrick Ettrick Forest Eustace Faerie Queene fair falcon fear fell fight fire Firth of Clyde Fitz-Eustace Flodden gallant grace grave hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Henry VIII Heron hill holy host James Joanna Bailie king knight Lady land light Lindisfarne look Lord Marmion loud maid minstrel monks mountain ne'er Netherby noble Norham Norham castle North Berwick o'er Palmer peace Perchance plain prayer pride Queen rest rose round royal rude Saint Saint Hilda says Scott scarce scene Scotland Scottish shield song spear squire steed stood tale Tantallon Tantallon Castle tell thee thou thought tide tomb tower train Twas Tweed wall Whitby's wild Wilton word
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الصفحة 182 - 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 !
الصفحة 183 - 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,
الصفحة 183 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered '"Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 182 - 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 240 - I tell thee, thou'rt defied! And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied!
الصفحة 182 - 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 253 - And sudden, as he spoke, From the sharp ridges of the hill, All downward to the banks of Till, Was wreathed in sable smoke. Volumed and vast, and rolling far, The cloud enveloped Scotland's war As down the hill they broke; Nor martial shout, nor minstrel tone, Announced their march; their tread alone, At times one warning trumpet blown, At times a stifled hum, Told England, from his mountain-throne King James did rushing come.
الصفحة viii - I was early master of, to the great annoyance of almost our only visitor, the worthy clergyman of the parish, Dr Duncan, who had not patience to have a sober chat interrupted by my shouting forth this ditty. Methinks I now see his tall thin emaciated figure, his legs cased in clasped gambadoes, and his face of a length that would have rivalled the Knight of La Mancha's, and hear him exclaiming : ' One may as well speak in the mouth of a cannon as where that child is.
الصفحة 265 - Then did their loss his foemen know ; Their King, their Lords, their mightiest low, They melted from the field, as snow, When streams are swoln and south winds blow, Dissolves in silent dew.
الصفحة 87 - Till twice an hundred years roll'd o'er ; When she, the bold enchantress came, With fearless hand and heart on flame ! From the pale willow snatch'd the treasure, And swept it with a kindred measure, Till Avon's swans, while rung the grove With Montfort's hate and Basil's love, Awakening at the inspired strain, Deem'd their own Shakspeare lived again.