Marmion: a Tale of Flodden Field: In Six CantosMacmillan, 1887 - 325 psl. |
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... Angus bore , And , when his blood and heart were high , Did the third James in camp defy , And all his minions led to die On Lauder's dreary flat : I 10 20 20 Princes and favourites long grew tame , And trembled at v . ] 129 THE COURT .
... Angus bore , And , when his blood and heart were high , Did the third James in camp defy , And all his minions led to die On Lauder's dreary flat : I 10 20 20 Princes and favourites long grew tame , And trembled at v . ] 129 THE COURT .
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... Angus stood , And chafed his royal lord . XV . His giant form , like ruin'd tower , Though fall'n its muscles ' brawny vaunt , Huge - boned , and tall , and grim , and gaunt Seem'd o'er the gaudy scene to lower : His locks and beard in ...
... Angus stood , And chafed his royal lord . XV . His giant form , like ruin'd tower , Though fall'n its muscles ' brawny vaunt , Huge - boned , and tall , and grim , and gaunt Seem'd o'er the gaudy scene to lower : His locks and beard in ...
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... Angus speak ; His proud heart swell'd wellnigh to break : He turn'd aside , and down his cheek A burning tear there stole . His hand the Monarch sudden took , That sight his kind heart could not brook : " Now , by the Bruce's soul , Angus ...
... Angus speak ; His proud heart swell'd wellnigh to break : He turn'd aside , and down his cheek A burning tear there stole . His hand the Monarch sudden took , That sight his kind heart could not brook : " Now , by the Bruce's soul , Angus ...
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... Angus , like Lindesay , did command , That none should roam at large . But in that Palmer's alter'd mien A wondrous change might now be seen , Freely he spoke of war , Of marvels wrought by single hand , When lifted for a native land ...
... Angus , like Lindesay , did command , That none should roam at large . But in that Palmer's alter'd mien A wondrous change might now be seen , Freely he spoke of war , Of marvels wrought by single hand , When lifted for a native land ...
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... Angus ' care , In Scotland while we stay ; And , when we move , an easy ride Will bring us to the English side , Female attendance to provide Befitting Gloster's heir ; Nor thinks , nor dreams , my noble lord , By slightest look , or ...
... Angus ' care , In Scotland while we stay ; And , when we move , an easy ride Will bring us to the English side , Female attendance to provide Befitting Gloster's heir ; Nor thinks , nor dreams , my noble lord , By slightest look , or ...
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Abbess adjective ancient Angus armour arms band banner battle battle of Flodden battle of Largs Blount Border called castle Christmas Clare Constance courser dame dark death deep derived Douglas Edinburgh England English Ettrick Forest expression fair falchion fear fell 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 Lochinvar look Lord Marmion means Minstrel monks mountain ne'er noble noun o'er Palmer participle pass'd peace poem poet Prussia ride round royal Saint Saint George Saint Hilda scarce Scotch Scotland Scott Scottish seem'd sense shield show'd song sound spear squire stanza steed sword tale tell thee thou thought tide tomb tower Twas Tweed verb VIII Whitby's wild Wilton word XXII XXVIII
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170 psl. - I tell thee thou'rt defied! And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied!
218 psl. - My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are...
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305 psl. - The neck that made that white robe wan, Her stately neck, and arms were bare; Her blue-veined feet unsandal'd were, And wildly glittered here and there The gems entangled in her hair.
222 psl. - Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
127 psl. - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
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180 psl. - King James did rushing come. — Scarce could they hear, or see their foes, Until at weapon-point they close. — They close, in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway, and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there, Of sudden and portentous birth , As if men fought upon the earth, And fiends in upper air; O life and death were in the shout, Recoil and rally, charge and rout, And triumph and despair.
315 psl. - O for a single hour of that Dundee, Who on that day the word of onset gave ! Like conquest would the Men of England see ; And her Foes find a like inglorious grave.
68 psl. - Soft shall be his pillow. There, through the summer day, Cool streams are laving ; There, while the tempests sway, Scarce are boughs waving ; There, thy rest shalt thou take, Parted for ever, Never again to wake, Never, O never ! CHOUUS.