The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: Marmion; a tale of Flodden fieldLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1813 |
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Pagina 6
... ; The mind , that thought for Britain's weal , The hand , that grasped the victor steel ? The vernal sun new life bestows Even on the meanest flower that blows ; But vainly , vainly , may he shine , Where 6 INTRODUCTION.
... ; The mind , that thought for Britain's weal , The hand , that grasped the victor steel ? The vernal sun new life bestows Even on the meanest flower that blows ; But vainly , vainly , may he shine , Where 6 INTRODUCTION.
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... sleeps below : And , if thou mourn'st they could not save From error him who owns this grave , Be every harsher thought suppressed , And sacred be the last long rest . Here , where the end of earthly things Lays heroes 10 INTRODUCTION.
... sleeps below : And , if thou mourn'st they could not save From error him who owns this grave , Be every harsher thought suppressed , And sacred be the last long rest . Here , where the end of earthly things Lays heroes 10 INTRODUCTION.
Pagina 13
... thought to human pride ! — The mighty chiefs sleep side by side . Drop upon Fox's grave the tear , " Twill trickle to his rival's bier ; O'er PITT's the mournful requiem sound , And Fox's shall the notes rebound . The solemn echo seems ...
... thought to human pride ! — The mighty chiefs sleep side by side . Drop upon Fox's grave the tear , " Twill trickle to his rival's bier ; O'er PITT's the mournful requiem sound , And Fox's shall the notes rebound . The solemn echo seems ...
Pagina 27
... thought upon his cheek , Did deep design and counsel speak . His forehead , by his casque worn bare , His thick moustache , and curly hair , Coal - black , and grizzled here and there , But more through toil than age ; His square ...
... thought upon his cheek , Did deep design and counsel speak . His forehead , by his casque worn bare , His thick moustache , and curly hair , Coal - black , and grizzled here and there , But more through toil than age ; His square ...
Pagina 38
... thought'st so goodly fair , He might not brook the northern air . More of his fate if thou would'st learn , I left him sick in Lindisfarn ; Enough of him . - But , Heron , say , Why does thy lovely lady gay Disdain to grace the hall to ...
... thought'st so goodly fair , He might not brook the northern air . More of his fate if thou would'st learn , I left him sick in Lindisfarn ; Enough of him . - But , Heron , say , Why does thy lovely lady gay Disdain to grace the hall to ...
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Abbess ancient Angus arms array band banner battle beneath blast Blount bold Border brand called CANTO castle Clare cross dame dark deep Douglas Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettricke Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave Guenever hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hilda hill holy Holy Island honoured horse host James IV King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lindisfarn look Lord Marmion loud merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland Note nought o'er Palmer passed Perchance Pitscottie plain pray rest rode round royal rude Saint scarce Scotland Scottish shew shield Sir David Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide tower Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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Pagina 254 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Pagina 255 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Pagina 253 - Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late ; For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Pagina 331 - twere not for thy hoary beard, Such hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the 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...
Pagina 253 - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Pagina 212 - With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town...
Pagina 356 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Pagina 137 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her ? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying ; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Pagina 363 - To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring ; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell. No thought was there of dastard flight; Linked in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well ; Till utter...
Pagina 103 - Had given him to the headsman's stroke, Although my heart that instant broke. — Now, men of death, work forth your will, For I can suffer, and be still ; And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but Death who comes at last.