Scott's Marmion: A Tale of Flodden FieldMasterpiece Library, "Review of Reviews" Office, 1899 - 335 psl. |
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... banner proud to stand , Look'd up the noblest of the land , Till through the British world were known The names of PITT and Fox alone . Spells of such force no wizard grave E'er framed in dark Thessalian cave , Though his could drain ...
... banner proud to stand , Look'd up the noblest of the land , Till through the British world were known The names of PITT and Fox alone . Spells of such force no wizard grave E'er framed in dark Thessalian cave , Though his could drain ...
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... banner , broad and gay , Now faded , as the fading ray Less bright , and less , was flung ; The evening gale had scarce the power To wave it on the Donjon Tower , So heavily it hung . The scouts had parted on their search , The Castle ...
... banner , broad and gay , Now faded , as the fading ray Less bright , and less , was flung ; The evening gale had scarce the power To wave it on the Donjon Tower , So heavily it hung . The scouts had parted on their search , The Castle ...
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... Banner , and cross , and relics there , To meet Saint Hilda's maids , they bare ; And , as they caught the sounds on air , They echoed back the hymn . The islanders , in joyous mood , Rushed emulously through the flood , To hale the ...
... Banner , and cross , and relics there , To meet Saint Hilda's maids , they bare ; And , as they caught the sounds on air , They echoed back the hymn . The islanders , in joyous mood , Rushed emulously through the flood , To hale the ...
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... banner trim , Above Norweyan warriors grim , Savage of heart , and large of limb ; Threatening both continent and isle , Bute , Arran , Cunninghame , and Kyle . Lord Gifford , deep beneath the ground , Heard Alexander's bugle sound ...
... banner trim , Above Norweyan warriors grim , Savage of heart , and large of limb ; Threatening both continent and isle , Bute , Arran , Cunninghame , and Kyle . Lord Gifford , deep beneath the ground , Heard Alexander's bugle sound ...
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... whose clang So late the forest echoes rang ; On prancing steeds they forward press'd , With scarlet mantle , azure vest ; Each at his trump a banner wore , 20 10 10 10 10 Which Scotland's royal scutcheon bore : Heralds IV . ] 93 THE CAMP .
... whose clang So late the forest echoes rang ; On prancing steeds they forward press'd , With scarlet mantle , azure vest ; Each at his trump a banner wore , 20 10 10 10 10 Which Scotland's royal scutcheon bore : Heralds IV . ] 93 THE CAMP .
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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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