 Or injured Constance, bathes my head !" Then, as remembrance rose,— " Speak not to me of shrift or prayer ! I must redress her woes. Short space, few words, are mine to spare; Forgive and listen, gentle Clare!"— " Alas! " she said, " the while,—...  Marmion - Pagina 364door sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1810Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Walter Scott - 1857 - 364 pagina’s
...To dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. 31 Deep drank Lord Marmiou of the wave, And, as she stooped his brow to lave...gentle Clare ! ' — ' Alas ! ' she said, ' the while, — Oh, think of your immortal weal ! In vain for Constance is your zeal ; She died at Holy Isle.'—... | |
 | Charles Bernard Gibson - 1857 - 312 pagina’s
...returns the cup, looks curiously beneath the hood of her who bore it: — "Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And as she stooped his brow to lave,...Clare, he said, Or injured Constance, bathes my head?" "Who art thou?" inquired he, with the fierceness of fear, after piercing with an eye of fire through... | |
 | James White - 1858 - 316 pagina’s
...fought To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave — " Is it the hand of Clare," he...gentle Clare !" — " Alas !" she said, " the while, — 0, think of your immortal weal ! In vain for Constance is your zeal ; She died at Holy Isle." —... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1858 - 952 pagina’s
...1^ shrievo the dying, bless the dead. XXXL Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave— " Is it the hand of Clare," he said, "Or injured Constance, bullies my head!' Then, as remembrance rose, — " Speak not to me of shrift or prayer 1 I must redress... | |
 | Henry Stedman Polehampton - 1858 - 454 pagina’s
...some one bathing my head ; it was Emmie, and strangely those lines of Marmion came into my head — " Is it the hand of Clare, he said, Or injured Constance bathes my head ?" And I suppose, in the connexion with these, the following lines from the same poem, — " Above... | |
 | Henry Stedman Polehampton - 1858 - 480 pagina’s
...some one bathing my head ; it was Emmie, and strangely those lines of Marmion came into my head — " Is it the hand of Clare, he said, Or injured Constance bathes my head ?" And I suppose, in the connexion with these, the following lines from the same poem, — " Above... | |
 | David W. Bartlett - 1859 - 476 pagina’s
...some one bathing my head ; it was Emmie, and strangely those lines of Marmion came into my head : ' Is it the hand of Clare, he said, Or injured Constance bathes my head?' And I suppose, in the connection with these, the following lines, from the same poem : 'Above his head... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1860 - 656 pagina’s
...brought To dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And as she stooped his brow to lave —...must redress her woes. Short space, few words, are inine to spare? Forgive and listen, gentle ClareJ" "Alas!" she said, " the while,— • O think of... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1862 - 706 pagina’s
...dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. XXXI. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stooped his brow to lave...spare; Forgive and listen, gentle Clare ! " " Alas I " she said, " the while,— O think of your immortal weal ! In vain for Constance is your zeal; She... | |
 | Playtime - 1863 - 436 pagina’s
...brought To dubious verge of battle fought, To shrive the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stooped his brow to lave...are mine to spare ; Forgive and listen, gentle Clare !" — THE BATTLE OF FLODDEN. 217 " Alas ! " she said, " the while, — O, think of your immortal weal... | |
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