The Lands of ScottOsgood, 1871 - 508 psl. |
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... knights of fame , " " Nine - and - twenty squires of name , " " Nine - and - twenty yeomen tall , " " Kinsmen to the bold Buccleuch ; " " Ten of them were sheathed in steel , With belted sword , and spur on heel ; They quitted not their ...
... knights of fame , " " Nine - and - twenty squires of name , " " Nine - and - twenty yeomen tall , " " Kinsmen to the bold Buccleuch ; " " Ten of them were sheathed in steel , With belted sword , and spur on heel ; They quitted not their ...
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... Knight , thou must not look ; If thou readest , thou art lorn ! Better had'st thou ne'er been born . " " " And thus mysteriously bidden , away the man - at - arms galloped by many a spot well known through the Border ; past Goldiland ...
... Knight , thou must not look ; If thou readest , thou art lorn ! Better had'st thou ne'er been born . " " " And thus mysteriously bidden , away the man - at - arms galloped by many a spot well known through the Border ; past Goldiland ...
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... Knight of Balwearie , deemed in life a skilful magician , and buried there , long before , on a St. Michael's Eve . Deloraine in terror took the wizard's “ Book of Might " from his opened grave , and from his cold , dead hand that held ...
... Knight of Balwearie , deemed in life a skilful magician , and buried there , long before , on a St. Michael's Eve . Deloraine in terror took the wizard's “ Book of Might " from his opened grave , and from his cold , dead hand that held ...
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... knight of pride , Like a book - bosom'd priest should ride : He thought not to search or stanch the wound , Until the secret he had found . " With difficulty he opened the book . From it he read a spell , that But " Could make a ladye ...
... knight of pride , Like a book - bosom'd priest should ride : He thought not to search or stanch the wound , Until the secret he had found . " With difficulty he opened the book . From it he read a spell , that But " Could make a ladye ...
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... knight were left together . Afterwards , the single combat was fought . One should know how the Minstrel sings the whole story of it , and that story is too long for this sketch . Its closing scene is a holy Friar bending over the van ...
... knight were left together . Afterwards , the single combat was fought . One should know how the Minstrel sings the whole story of it , and that story is too long for this sketch . Its closing scene is a holy Friar bending over the van ...
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Abbey Abbotsford action Amy Robsart ancient appeared associated Avenel ballad beautiful Ben Ledi beneath Border built castle celebrated century chapter character charming chief church Covenanters crags Cumnor curious dark delightful described Douglas Duke Earl edifice Edinburgh England excursion Fast Castle father feet high Glasgow glen gray Guy Mannering Hall Highland hills hundred Innerleithen interesting Ivanhoe Jeanie Kennaquhair King Knight Lady lake land latter lived Loch lofty Lord Marmion Melrose miles monument mountain nearly noble novel o'er Old Mortality once Osbaldistone perhaps persons Peveril picturesque pleasant poem portion Queen Redgauntlet region rising Rob Roy rock Rokeby Park romantic route royal ruins Saint scene scenery Scotland Scottish seat side Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott sketched Smailholm Tower stone story style thence tion tour tower town travellers vale walls Walter Scott Waverley wild writer wrote Yarrow
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39 psl. - 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, more I tell thee here, — Even in thy pitch of pride, — Here in thy hold, thy vassals near (Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your...
46 psl. - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
104 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 prolonged and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
28 psl. - With massive arches broad and round, That rose alternate, row and row, On ponderous columns, short and low, Built ere the art was known, By pointed aisle, and shafted stalk, The arcades of an alley'd walk To emulate in stone. On the deep walls the heathen Dane Had pourM his impious rage in vain ; And needful was such strength to these, Exposed to the tempestuous seas, Scourged by the winds...
62 psl. - Is it the thunder's solemn sound That mutters deep and dread, Or echoes from the groaning ground The warrior's measured tread ? Is it the lightning's quivering glance That on the thicket streams, Or do they flash on spear and lance The sun's retiring beams?
23 psl. - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSH'D is the harp — the Minstrel...
39 psl. - England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate; And, Douglas, more I tell thee here, Even in thy pitch of pride, Here in thy hold, thy vassals near, (Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your hands upon your sword), I tell thee, thou'rt defied!
iv psl. - To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
39 psl. - I tell thee, thou'rt defied ! And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...
12 psl. - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...