The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: Marmion; a tale of Flodden fieldLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1813 |
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... passed the heather - bell , That bloomed so rich on Needpath - fell ; Sallow his brow , and russet bare Are now the sister - heights of Yare . The sheep , before the pinching heaven , To sheltered dale and down are driven , Where yet ...
... passed the heather - bell , That bloomed so rich on Needpath - fell ; Sallow his brow , and russet bare Are now the sister - heights of Yare . The sheep , before the pinching heaven , To sheltered dale and down are driven , Where yet ...
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... passing rare , And sing them to a 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 ...
... passing rare , And sing them to a 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 ...
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... passed his hand across his face . " Fain would I find the guide you want , But ill may spare a pursuivant , The only men that safe can ride Mine errands on the Scottish side : And , though a bishop built this fort , Few holy brethren ...
... passed his hand across his face . " Fain would I find the guide you want , But ill may spare a pursuivant , The only men that safe can ride Mine errands on the Scottish side : And , though a bishop built this fort , Few holy brethren ...
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... passed it by , Though Selby pressed him courteously . This was the sign the feast was o'er ; It hushed the merry wassel roar , The minstrels ceased to sound . Soon in the castle nought was heard , But the slow footstep of the guard ...
... passed it by , Though Selby pressed him courteously . This was the sign the feast was o'er ; It hushed the merry wassel roar , The minstrels ceased to sound . Soon in the castle nought was heard , But the slow footstep of the guard ...
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... flew , From slip , or leash , there never sprang , More fleet of foot , or sure of fang . Nor dull , between each merry chase , Passed by the intermitted space ; For we had fair resource in store , In Classic 62 INTRODUCTION.
... flew , From slip , or leash , there never sprang , More fleet of foot , or sure of fang . Nor dull , between each merry chase , Passed by the intermitted space ; For we had fair resource in store , In Classic 62 INTRODUCTION.
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Abbess ancient Angus arms array band banner battle beneath blast Blount bold Border brand called CANTO castle Clare cross dame dark deep Douglas Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettricke Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave Guenever hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hilda hill holy Holy Island honoured horse host James IV King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lindisfarn look Lord Marmion loud merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland Note nought o'er Palmer passed Perchance Pitscottie plain pray rest rode round royal rude Saint scarce Scotland Scottish shew shield Sir David Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide tower Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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254 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.
255 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?
253 psl. - 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.
331 psl. - twere not for thy hoary beard, Such hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the Douglas' head. And first I tell thee, haughty peer, He, who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her State, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate. And, Douglas...
253 psl. - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
212 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...
356 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...
137 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.
363 psl. - To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring ; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell. No thought was there of dastard flight; Linked in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well ; Till utter...
103 psl. - Had given him to the headsman's stroke, Although my heart that instant broke. — Now, men of death, work forth your will, For I can suffer, and be still ; And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but Death who comes at last.