The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With a Sketch of His LifeJ. Crissy ...; and, 1838 - 443 strán (strany) |
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... Maid of Isla . ....... 428 Notes .... 161 The Foray ... 429 ROKEBY ....... 190 Notes ..... THE LORD OF THE ISLES ... 227 The Monks of Bangor's March ....... 429 The Search after Happiness ; or the Quest of Sultaun Solimaun ... 250 The ...
... Maid of Isla . ....... 428 Notes .... 161 The Foray ... 429 ROKEBY ....... 190 Notes ..... THE LORD OF THE ISLES ... 227 The Monks of Bangor's March ....... 429 The Search after Happiness ; or the Quest of Sultaun Solimaun ... 250 The ...
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... maid ; Yet , might the bloody feud be stayed , Henry of Cranstoun , and only he , Margaret of Branksome's choice should be . XXX . Alas ! fair dames , your hopes are vain ! My harp has lost the enchanting strain ; Its lightness would my ...
... maid ; Yet , might the bloody feud be stayed , Henry of Cranstoun , and only he , Margaret of Branksome's choice should be . XXX . Alas ! fair dames , your hopes are vain ! My harp has lost the enchanting strain ; Its lightness would my ...
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... maid he loved . " This shalt thou do without delay ; No longer here myself may stay ; Unless the swifter I speed away , Short shrift will be at my dying day . " VIII . Away in speed lord Cranstoun rode ; The goblin - page behind abode ...
... maid he loved . " This shalt thou do without delay ; No longer here myself may stay ; Unless the swifter I speed away , Short shrift will be at my dying day . " VIII . Away in speed lord Cranstoun rode ; The goblin - page behind abode ...
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... maid's pale shade , who wails her lot , That love , true love , should be forgot , From rose and hawthorn shakes the tear Upon the gentle minstrel's bier : The phantom knight , his glory fled , Mourns o'er the field he heaped with dead ...
... maid's pale shade , who wails her lot , That love , true love , should be forgot , From rose and hawthorn shakes the tear Upon the gentle minstrel's bier : The phantom knight , his glory fled , Mourns o'er the field he heaped with dead ...
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... maid.- Cared not the Ladye to betray Her mystic arts in view of day ; But well she thought , ere midnight came , Of ... maids , you'll know them well . XXVIII . William of Deloraine , some chance Had wakened from his deathlike trance ...
... maid.- Cared not the Ladye to betray Her mystic arts in view of day ; But well she thought , ere midnight came , Of ... maids , you'll know them well . XXVIII . William of Deloraine , some chance Had wakened from his deathlike trance ...
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ancient arms band banner bard battle beneath blood blood-hound bold brave breast brow Bruce called CANTO castle chief clan courser dark death deep Deloraine Douglas dread E'en earl earl of Angus English Ettrick Forest fair falchion fame fear fell fight fire gallant glance glen grace gray hall hand harp hast hath head hear heard heart heaven highland hill holy honour horse hound Isles James John king knight lady land light look lord Lorn loud maid Marmion minstrel Mortham moss-trooper mountain ne'er noble Norham o'er pennon pibroch pride Risingham rock Rokeby round rude saint Saxon scene Scotland Scott Scottish seemed side sir Walter Scott slain song sought sound spear steed stone stood Swin Swinton sword tale tell thee thine Thomas the Rhymer thou tide tower Twas wake warrior wave ween wild wind
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Strana 93 - 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...
Strana 83 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby 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.
Strana 97 - 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.
Strana 83 - 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 bridemaidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Strana 158 - At once there rose so wild a yell Within that dark and narrow dell, As all the fiends from heaven that fell Had pealed the banner-cry of hell ! Forth from the pass in tumult driven, Like chaff before the wind of heaven, The archery appear: For life ! for life ! their...
Strana 421 - 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
Strana 21 - 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...
Strana 202 - I list no more the tuck of drum, No more the trumpet hear; But when the beetle sounds his hum My comrades take the spear.
Strana 151 - Fitz-James's blade was sword and shield. He practised every pass and ward, To thrust, to strike, to feint, to guard; While less expert, though stronger far, The Gael maintained unequal war. Three times in closing strife they stood, And thrice the Saxon blade drank blood; No stinted draught, no scanty tide, The gushing flood the tartans dyed.
Strana 150 - Sir Roderick marked — and in his eyes Respect was mingled with surprise, And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel. Short space he stood — then waved his hand: Down sunk the disappearing band; Each warrior...