The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: The vision of Don RoderickLongman, 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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... 151 To a Lady , with Flowers from a Roman Wall ... 153 The Bard's Incantation ...... The Resolve ................... 159 Epitaph 163 The Return to Ulster ........... 165 The Massacre of Glencoe ............ ..............................
... 151 To a Lady , with Flowers from a Roman Wall ... 153 The Bard's Incantation ...... The Resolve ................... 159 Epitaph 163 The Return to Ulster ........... 165 The Massacre of Glencoe ............ ..............................
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... vaulted hall ; Roof , walls , and floor , were all of marble stone , Of polish'd marble , black as funeral pall , Carved o'er with signs and characters unknown . A paly light , as of the dawning , shone DON RODERICK . 35.
... vaulted hall ; Roof , walls , and floor , were all of marble stone , Of polish'd marble , black as funeral pall , Carved o'er with signs and characters unknown . A paly light , as of the dawning , shone DON RODERICK . 35.
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... wall , Of molten bronze , two Statues held their place ; Massive their naked limbs , their stature tall , Their frowning foreheads golden circles grace . Moulded they seem'd for kings of giant race , That lived and sinn'd before the ...
... wall , Of molten bronze , two Statues held their place ; Massive their naked limbs , their stature tall , Their frowning foreheads golden circles grace . Moulded they seem'd for kings of giant race , That lived and sinn'd before the ...
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... wastes away ; And , as the last and lagging grains did creep , That right - hand Giant ' gan his club upsway , As one that startles from a heavy sleep . 2 Full on the upper wall the mace's sweep At once DON RODERICK . 37.
... wastes away ; And , as the last and lagging grains did creep , That right - hand Giant ' gan his club upsway , As one that startles from a heavy sleep . 2 Full on the upper wall the mace's sweep At once DON RODERICK . 37.
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Sir Walter Scott. Full on the upper wall the mace's sweep At once descended with the force of thunder , And hurtling down at once , in crumbled heap , The marble boundary was rent asunder , And gave to Roderick's view new sights of fear ...
Sir Walter Scott. Full on the upper wall the mace's sweep At once descended with the force of thunder , And hurtling down at once , in crumbled heap , The marble boundary was rent asunder , And gave to Roderick's view new sights of fear ...
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arms army bade band Banner Bard Barosa battle beneath blaze blithe bold Bolero British Buonaparte burst Chief of Kintail conquest Count Julian crest cuirassier dark Don Roderick dread enemy Ettrick Forest fair fame fatal fate fear fell field fierce fight fire flame forest French gallant glance glory goblet that flows Goths GRÆME hand harp hast hath havock hear heard heart Heaven heroes High Chief honour Hougomont king ladies gay land light lords and ladies Mackenzie mark'd Massena mingled minstrel Monarch's Moors mountain ne'er Norsemen Note o'er Oppas Orelia Portugal Prelate proud rage ranks ruins Saint Cloud Saracens scene Scotland shatter'd shout slain sleep song Spain Spanish squadrons stern storm sung sword tale thee thine thou Toledo tower Troubadour valour victory VISION OF DON voice waked Waken lords warriors WATERLOO Wheel the wild wild dance Zaragoza
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Page 208 - Wheeled full against their staggering flanks, The English horsemen's foaming ranks Forced their resistless way. Then to the musket-knell succeeds The clash of swords, the neigh of steeds, As plies the smith his clanging trade, Against the cuirass rang the blade...
Page 120 - Like the noise of chariots on the tops of mountains shall they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devoureth the stubble, as a strong people set in battle array.
Page 149 - You shall see him brought to bay, " Waken, lords and ladies gay." Louder, louder chant the lay, Waken, lords and ladies gay ; Tell them, youth, and mirth, and glee, Run a course as well as we, Time, stern huntsman ! who can baulk, Stanch as hound, and fleet as hawk? Think of this, and rise with day, Gentle lords and ladies gay.
Page 149 - To track the buck in thicket green; Now we come to chant our lay 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.' " Waken, lords and ladies gay, To the greenwood haste away; We can show you where he lies, Fleet of foot and tall of size; We can show the marks he made When 'gainst the oak his antlers fray'd; You shall see him brought to bay; 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Page 148 - Waken, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day; All the jolly chase is here, With hawk and horse and hunting-spear Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they, "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Page 151 - THE violet in her greenwood bower, Where birchen boughs with hazels mingle, May boast itself the fairest flower In glen, or copse, or forest dingle. Though fair her gems of azure hue, Beneath the dew-drop's weight reclining ; I've seen an eye of lovelier blue, More sweet through wat'ry lustre shining.
Page 120 - Lord cometh, for it is nigh at hand ; a day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick darkness, as the morning spread upon the mountains : a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after it, even to the years of many generations.
Page 207 - The lancer couch'd his ruthless spear, And hurrying as to havoc near, The cohorts' eagles flew. In one dark torrent, broad and strong, The advancing onset...
Page 143 - He came — he pass'd — an heedless gaze, As o'er some stranger glancing ; Her welcome, spoke in faltering phrase, Lost in his courser's prancing — The castle arch, whose hollow tone Returns each whisper spoken, Could scarcely catch the feeble moan, Which told her heart was broken.
Page 258 - PITT closed in his anguish the map of her reign ! 'ot the fate of broad Europe could bend his brave spirit To take for his country the safety of shame? O, then in her triumph remember his merit, And hallow the goblet that flows to his name.