The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: With Memoir of the AuthorNelson, 1862 - 612 pagina's |
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... o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb ! When kindness had his wants supplied , And the old man was gratified , Began to rise his minstrel pride : And he began to talk anon , Of good Earl Francis , * dead and gone , And of Earl Walter , rest him ...
... o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb ! When kindness had his wants supplied , And the old man was gratified , Began to rise his minstrel pride : And he began to talk anon , Of good Earl Francis , * dead and gone , And of Earl Walter , rest him ...
Pagina 8
... o'er Lord Walter's bier The warlike foresters had bent ; And many a flower , and many a tear , Old Teviot's maids and matrons lent : But o'er her warrior's bloody bier The Ladye dropped nor flower nor tear ! Vengeance , deep - brooding o'er ...
... o'er Lord Walter's bier The warlike foresters had bent ; And many a flower , and many a tear , Old Teviot's maids and matrons lent : But o'er her warrior's bloody bier The Ladye dropped nor flower nor tear ! Vengeance , deep - brooding o'er ...
Pagina 13
... o'er the saddle - bow ; Above the foaming tide , I ween , Scarce half the charger's neck was seen ; For he was barded * from counter to tail , And the rider was armed complete in mail ; Never heavier man and horse Stemmed a midnight ...
... o'er the saddle - bow ; Above the foaming tide , I ween , Scarce half the charger's neck was seen ; For he was barded * from counter to tail , And the rider was armed complete in mail ; Never heavier man and horse Stemmed a midnight ...
Pagina 30
... o'er and o'er . William of Deloraine , in trance , Whene'er she turned it round and round , Twisted as if she galled his wound . Then to her maidens she did say , That he should be whole man and sound , Within the course of a night and ...
... o'er and o'er . William of Deloraine , in trance , Whene'er she turned it round and round , Twisted as if she galled his wound . Then to her maidens she did say , That he should be whole man and sound , Within the course of a night and ...
Pagina 38
... o'er Border sod To siege or rescue never rode . The Ladye marked the aids come in , And high her heart of pride arose : She bade her youthful son attend , That he might know his father's friend , And learn to face his foes . " The boy ...
... o'er Border sod To siege or rescue never rode . The Ladye marked the aids come in , And high her heart of pride arose : She bade her youthful son attend , That he might know his father's friend , And learn to face his foes . " The boy ...
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Pagina 52 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ! — If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no minstrel raptures swell,; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And,...
Pagina 149 - 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 10 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower ; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave; Then go — but go alone the while — Then view St David's ruined pile ; And, home returning, soothly...
Pagina 148 - Eske River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at 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 60 - And glimmered all the dead men's mail. Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair — So still they blaze, when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St Clair.
Pagina 188 - While many a broken band Disordered through her currents dash, To gain the Scottish land ; To town and tower, to down and dale, To tell red Flodden's dismal tale, And raise the universal wail. Tradition, legend, tune, and song Shall many an age that wail prolong ; Still from the sire the son shall hear Of the stern strife and carnage drear Of Flodden's fatal field. Where shivered was fair Scotland's spear And broken was her shield ! xxxv.
Pagina 175 - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble earl, receive my hand." But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open, at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation-stone; The hand of Douglas is his own, And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
Pagina 18 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls, in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Pagina 175 - 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...
Pagina xxiii - Stuarts' throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had called his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorned and poor, He begged his bread from door to door ; ' And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp, a king had loved to hear.