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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... heart , O never let those names depart ! Say to your sons , -Lo , here his grave , Who victor died on Gadite wave ; To him , as to the burning levin , Short , bright , resistless course was given ; Where'er his country's foes were found ...
... heart , O never let those names depart ! Say to your sons , -Lo , here his grave , Who victor died on Gadite wave ; To him , as to the burning levin , Short , bright , resistless course was given ; Where'er his country's foes were found ...
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... heart , O here let prejudice depart , And , partial feeling cast aside , Record , that Fox a Briton died ! When Europe crouched to France's yoke , And Austria bent , and Prussia broke , And the firm Russian's purpose brave Was bartered ...
... heart , O here let prejudice depart , And , partial feeling cast aside , Record , that Fox a Briton died ! When Europe crouched to France's yoke , And Austria bent , and Prussia broke , And the firm Russian's purpose brave Was bartered ...
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... heart ! For all the tears e'er sorrow drew , And all the raptures fancy knew , And all the keener rush of blood , That throbs through bard in bard - like mood , Were here a tribute mean and low , Though all their mingled streams could ...
... heart ! For all the tears e'er sorrow drew , And all the raptures fancy knew , And all the keener rush of blood , That throbs through bard in bard - like mood , Were here a tribute mean and low , Though all their mingled streams could ...
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... vain ; And how our hearts at doughty deeds , By warriors wrought in steely weeds , Still throb for fear and pity's sake ; As when the Champion of the Lake Enters Morgana's fated house , Or in the Chapel Perilous 16 INTRODUCTION.
... vain ; And how our hearts at doughty deeds , By warriors wrought in steely weeds , Still throb for fear and pity's sake ; As when the Champion of the Lake Enters Morgana's fated house , Or in the Chapel Perilous 16 INTRODUCTION.
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... welcome gave . A blythe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound , For , as Lord Marmion crossed the court , He scattered angels round . " Welcome to Norham , Marmion ! Stout heart , CANTO I. 31 THE CASTLE .
... welcome gave . A blythe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound , For , as Lord Marmion crossed the court , He scattered angels round . " Welcome to Norham , Marmion ! Stout heart , CANTO I. 31 THE CASTLE .
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Page 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.
Page 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?
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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?
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.