Scott's Marmion: A Tale of Flodden FieldMasterpiece Library, "Review of Reviews" Office, 1899 - 335 psl. |
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... Palmer come , From Salem first , and last from Rome : One that hath kiss'd the blessed tomb , And visited each holy shrine In Araby and Palestine ; On hills of Armenie hath been , Where Noah's ark may yet be seen ; By that Red Sea , too ...
... Palmer come , From Salem first , and last from Rome : One that hath kiss'd the blessed tomb , And visited each holy shrine In Araby and Palestine ; On hills of Armenie hath been , Where Noah's ark may yet be seen ; By that Red Sea , too ...
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... Palmer will me lead From hence to Holy - Rood , Like his good saint , I'll pay his meed , Instead of cockle - shell or bead , With angels fair and good . I love such holy ramblers ; still They know to charm a weary hill , With song ...
... Palmer will me lead From hence to Holy - Rood , Like his good saint , I'll pay his meed , Instead of cockle - shell or bead , With angels fair and good . I love such holy ramblers ; still They know to charm a weary hill , With song ...
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... Palmer to the Castle - hall . " The summon'd Palmer came in place ; His sable cowl o'erhung his face ; In his black mantle was he clad , With Peter's keys , in cloth of red , On his broad shoulders wrought ; The scallop - shell his cap ...
... Palmer to the Castle - hall . " The summon'd Palmer came in place ; His sable cowl o'erhung his face ; In his black mantle was he clad , With Peter's keys , in cloth of red , On his broad shoulders wrought ; The scallop - shell his cap ...
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... Palmer came in hall , Nor lord , nor knight , was there more tall , Or had a statelier step withal , Or look'd more ... Palmer knew them all . XXIX . Lord Marmion then his boon did ask ; The Palmer took on him the task , 10 20 So he ...
... Palmer came in hall , Nor lord , nor knight , was there more tall , Or had a statelier step withal , Or look'd more ... Palmer knew them all . XXIX . Lord Marmion then his boon did ask ; The Palmer took on him the task , 10 20 So he ...
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... Palmer pass'd it by , Though Selby press'd him courteously . This was a sign the feast was o'er ; It hush'd the merry wassel roar , The minstrels ceased to sound . Soon in the castle nought was heard , But the slow footstep of the guard ...
... Palmer pass'd it by , Though Selby press'd him courteously . This was a sign the feast was o'er ; It hush'd 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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SCOTTS MARMION A TALE OF FLODD Walter Sir Scott, 1771-1832,Harry Evan 1868- Ed Coblentz Peržiūra negalima - 2016 |
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Abbess adjective ancient Angus armour arms band banner battle battle of Flodden battle of Largs beneath Blount Border called castle Christmas Clare colour Constance courser dame dark death deep derived Douglas Edinburgh England English Ettrick Forest expression fair falchion fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden fought grave hall hand hath heard heart heaven Henry VIII Highland hill holy horse hypallage intransitive verb INTRODUCTION TO CANTO James James IV King knight Lady land Lindesay Lindisfarne look Lord Marmion means Minstrel monks mountain ne'er noble noun o'er Palmer participle pass'd passage peace poem poet Prussia ride round royal Saint Saint George Saint Hilda scarce Scotch Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd sense shield song sound spear squire stanza steed sword tale tell thee thou thought tide tomb tower Twas Tweed verb VIII wild Wilton word XXVIII
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