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... lady fair . VIII . Four men - at - arms came at their backs , With halbert , bill , and battle - axe : They bore Lord Marmion's lance so strong , And led his sumpter - mules along , And ambling palfrey , when at need Him listed ease his ...
... lady fair . VIII . Four men - at - arms came at their backs , With halbert , bill , and battle - axe : They bore Lord Marmion's lance so strong , And led his sumpter - mules along , And ambling palfrey , when at need Him listed ease his ...
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... force to stand ; " To him he lost his lady - love , " And to the King his land . The cry by which the heralds expressed their thanks for the bounty of the nobles . " Ourselves beheld the listed field , " A sight Canto I. 39 THE CASTLE .
... force to stand ; " To him he lost his lady - love , " And to the King his land . The cry by which the heralds expressed their thanks for the bounty of the nobles . " Ourselves beheld the listed field , " A sight Canto I. 39 THE CASTLE .
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... lady's suit , and minstrel's strain , By knight should ne'er be heard in vain . * XIV . " Now , good Lord Marmion , " Heron says , " Of your fair courtesy , The rest of this old ballad may be found in the note . " I pray you bide some ...
... lady's suit , and minstrel's strain , By knight should ne'er be heard in vain . * XIV . " Now , good Lord Marmion , " Heron says , " Of your fair courtesy , The rest of this old ballad may be found in the note . " I pray you bide some ...
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... lady's grace ! " — Lord Marmion's brow grew stern . XV . The Captain mark'd his alter'd look , And gave a squire the sign ; A mighty wassell bowl he took , And crown'd it high with wine . " Now pledge me here , Lord Marmion : " 42 Canto ...
... lady's grace ! " — Lord Marmion's brow grew stern . XV . The Captain mark'd his alter'd look , And gave a squire the sign ; A mighty wassell bowl he took , And crown'd it high with wine . " Now pledge me here , Lord Marmion : " 42 Canto ...
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... lady fair , " To fan her cheek , or curl her hair , " Or through embroidery , rich and rare , " The slender silk to lead : " His skin was fair , his ringlets gold , " His bosom - when he sigh'd , " The russet doublet's rugged fold ...
... lady fair , " To fan her cheek , or curl her hair , " Or through embroidery , rich and rare , " The slender silk to lead : " His skin was fair , his ringlets gold , " His bosom - when he sigh'd , " The russet doublet's rugged fold ...
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195 psl. - With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town...
228 psl. - 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.
322 psl. - Dragg'd from among the horses' feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! .... Young Blount his...
114 psl. - It was a barren scene and wild, Where naked cliffs were rudely piled, But ever and anon between Lay velvet tufts of loveliest green; And well the lonely infant knew Recesses where the wall-flower grew, And honeysuckle loved to crawl Up the low crag and ruined wall. I deemed such nooks the sweetest shade The sun in all its round surveyed...
229 psl. - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
324 psl. - 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...
226 psl. - Oh ! 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 unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
330 psl. - Front, flank, and rear, the squadrons sweep, To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts...
272 psl. - All hailed, with uncontrolled delight, And general voice, the happy night, That to the cottage, as the crown, Brought tidings of salvation down. The fire, with well-dried logs supplied, Went roaring up the chimney wide ; The huge hall-table's oaken face...
129 psl. - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her ? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying ; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.