The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With a Sketch of His LifeJ. Crissy ...; and, 1838 - 443 psl. |
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... mountain's side , From the groan of the windswung oak , From the sullen echo of the rock , Prom the voice of the coming storm , The Ladye knew it well ! It was the Spirit of the Flood that spoke , And he called on the Spirit of the Fell ...
... mountain's side , From the groan of the windswung oak , From the sullen echo of the rock , Prom the voice of the coming storm , The Ladye knew it well ! It was the Spirit of the Flood that spoke , And he called on the Spirit of the Fell ...
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... mountain rose : And lovelier than the rose so red , Yet paler than the violet pale , She early left her sleepless bed , The fairest maid of Teviotdale . XXVI . Why does fair Margaret so early awake , And don her kirtle so hastilie : And ...
... mountain rose : And lovelier than the rose so red , Yet paler than the violet pale , She early left her sleepless bed , The fairest maid of Teviotdale . XXVI . Why does fair Margaret so early awake , And don her kirtle so hastilie : And ...
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... mountain lake . + Earn , the Scottish eagle . Bowne , make ready . Protection money exacted by tree - booters , As if thy waves , since time was born , Since first they rolled their way to Tweed , Had only heard the shepherd's reed ...
... mountain lake . + Earn , the Scottish eagle . Bowne , make ready . Protection money exacted by tree - booters , As if thy waves , since time was born , Since first they rolled their way to Tweed , Had only heard the shepherd's reed ...
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... mountain mist there did lances appear ; And the third blast rang with such a din , That the echoes answered from Pentoun - linn , And all his riders came lightly in . Then had you seen a gallant shock , When saddles were emptied , and ...
... mountain mist there did lances appear ; And the third blast rang with such a din , That the echoes answered from Pentoun - linn , And all his riders came lightly in . Then had you seen a gallant shock , When saddles were emptied , and ...
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... mountain's misty throne , Sces , in the thanedom once his own , His ashes undistinguished lie , His place , his power , his memory die : His groans the lonely caverns fill , His tears of rage impel the rill ; All mourn the minstrel's ...
... mountain's misty throne , Sces , in the thanedom once his own , His ashes undistinguished lie , His place , his power , his memory die : His groans the lonely caverns fill , His tears of rage impel the rill ; All mourn the minstrel's ...
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POETICAL WORKS OF SIR WALTER S Walter Sir Scott, 1771-1832,Walter Sir Scott, 1771-1832 Ed,J. W. Lake Peržiūra negalima - 2016 |
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