The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1827 - 489 psl. |
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... Chief 470 Pibroch of Donald Dhu 471 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL 1 Nora's Vow ib . Notes . 29 Mac - Gregor's Gathering 472 Donald Caird's come again ib . MARMION 58 Mackrimmon's Lament 473 Notes . 110 On Ettrick Forest's mountains dun ...
... Chief 470 Pibroch of Donald Dhu 471 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL 1 Nora's Vow ib . Notes . 29 Mac - Gregor's Gathering 472 Donald Caird's come again ib . MARMION 58 Mackrimmon's Lament 473 Notes . 110 On Ettrick Forest's mountains dun ...
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... Chief of Branksome fell . VIII . piety the discord heal , Or staunch the death - feud's enmity ? Lan christian lore , can patriot zeal , Can love of blessed charity ? Jo vainly to each holy shrine , la mutual pilgrimage they drew ; ( 6 ) ...
... Chief of Branksome fell . VIII . piety the discord heal , Or staunch the death - feud's enmity ? Lan christian lore , can patriot zeal , Can love of blessed charity ? Jo vainly to each holy shrine , la mutual pilgrimage they drew ; ( 6 ) ...
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... chief of Otterburne ! ( 7 ) And thine , dark knight of Liddesdale ! ( 8 ) 0 fading honours of the dead ! O high ambition , lowly laid ! XI . The moon on the east oriel shone ( 9 ) Through slender shafts of shapely stone , By foliaged ...
... chief of Otterburne ! ( 7 ) And thine , dark knight of Liddesdale ! ( 8 ) 0 fading honours of the dead ! O high ambition , lowly laid ! XI . The moon on the east oriel shone ( 9 ) Through slender shafts of shapely stone , By foliaged ...
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... chief of such a clap , And art the son of such a man , And ever comest to thy command , Our wardens had need to keep good order : My bow of yew to a hazel wand , Thou ' It make them work upon the Border . Meantime , be pleased to come ...
... chief of such a clap , And art the son of such a man , And ever comest to thy command , Our wardens had need to keep good order : My bow of yew to a hazel wand , Thou ' It make them work upon the Border . Meantime , be pleased to come ...
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... chief , Though much the Ladye sage gainsaid ; For though their hearts were brave and true , From Jedwood's recent sack they knew How tardy was the regent's aid : And you may guess the noble dame Durst not the secret prescience own ...
... chief , Though much the Ladye sage gainsaid ; For though their hearts were brave and true , From Jedwood's recent sack they knew How tardy was the regent's aid : And you may guess the noble dame Durst not the secret prescience own ...
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ancient arms band bard Barnard Castle baron battle battle of Methven beneath blood blood-hound bold Border brand Branksome brave breast brow Bruce called CANTO castle chief clan courser Cynddylan dark death deep Deloraine Douglas dread Earl Earl of Angus English Ettrick Forest fair falchion fear fell fierce fight fire gallant gave glance grace hall hand harp hath head hear heard heart heaven Highland hill horse Isles James John king knight lady ladye land Liddesdale light Loch Katrine Lorn loud maid mark'd Marmion minstrel Mortham moss-trooper mountain ne'er noble Note o'er pass'd pride Risingham rock Rokeby Ronald round rude Saint Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd shore Sir Walter Scott slain song sought sound spear Stanza steed stone stood sword tale tell thee thine Thomas Musgrave thou tide tower turn'd wake warrior wave ween wild
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2 psl. - And, would the noble Duchess deign To listen to an old man's strain, Though stiff his hand, his voice though weak, He thought even yet, the sooth to speak, That, if she loved the harp to hear, He could make music to her ear.
241 psl. - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
118 psl. - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi...
90 psl. - Lord Marmion started from the ground, As light as if he felt no wound; Though in the action burst the tide, In torrents from his wounded side. " Then it was truth," he said" I knew That the dark presage must be true.
372 psl. - I CLIMB'D the dark brow of the mighty Hellvellyn, Lakes and mountains beneath me gleam'd misty and wide ; All was still, save by fits, when the eagle was yelling. And starting around me the echoes replied. On the right, Striden-edge round the Red-tarn was bending, And Catchedicam its left verge was defending, One huge nameless rock in the front was ascending, When I mark'd the sad spot where the wanderer had died.
373 psl. - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges: Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded: Faster come, faster come. Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master.
86 psl. - Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride, I warrant him a warrior tried.
11 psl. - 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!
241 psl. - In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody. Nor doth its entrance front in vain To old lona's holy fane, That Nature's voice might seem to say, " Well hast thou done, frail Child of clay ! Thy humble powers that stately shrine Task'd high and hard but witness mine !" XI.
372 psl. - Now let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale; Young Frank is chief of Errington And lord of Langley-dale; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen' But aye she loot the tears down fa* For Jock of Hazeldean.