The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1827 - 489 pages |
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... hold our heads a little higher . « Mr MACKAY announced that the subscripti for the night amounted to 280l . ; and he expre ed gratitude for this substantial proof of the kindness . a Mr MACKAY here entertained the company wi pathetic ...
... hold our heads a little higher . « Mr MACKAY announced that the subscripti for the night amounted to 280l . ; and he expre ed gratitude for this substantial proof of the kindness . a Mr MACKAY here entertained the company wi pathetic ...
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... hold it still . Harken , ladye , to the tale , Bow thy sires won fair Eskdale.- Earl Morton was lord of that valley fair , The Beattisons were his vassals there . The earl was gentle , and mild of mood , The vassals were warlike , and ...
... hold it still . Harken , ladye , to the tale , Bow thy sires won fair Eskdale.- Earl Morton was lord of that valley fair , The Beattisons were his vassals there . The earl was gentle , and mild of mood , The vassals were warlike , and ...
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... hold it still . Harken , ladye , to the tale , How thy sires won fair Eskdale.- Earl Morton was lord of that valley fair , The Beattisons were his vassals there . The earl was gentle , and mild of mood , The assals were warlike , and ...
... hold it still . Harken , ladye , to the tale , How thy sires won fair Eskdale.- Earl Morton was lord of that valley fair , The Beattisons were his vassals there . The earl was gentle , and mild of mood , The assals were warlike , and ...
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... hold his father's shield . » XIV . Well may you think , the wily page Cared not to face the Ladye sage . He counterfeited childish fear , And shriek`d , and shed full many a tear , And moan'd and plain'd in manner wild . The attendants ...
... hold his father's shield . » XIV . Well may you think , the wily page Cared not to face the Ladye sage . He counterfeited childish fear , And shriek`d , and shed full many a tear , And moan'd and plain'd in manner wild . The attendants ...
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... hold ; Unarmed by her side he walk'd , And much , in courteous phrase , they talk'd Of feats of arms of old . Costly his garb - his Flemish ruff Fell o'er his doublet , shaped of buff , With satin slash'd and lined ; Tawny his boot ...
... hold ; Unarmed by her side he walk'd , And much , in courteous phrase , they talk'd Of feats of arms of old . Costly his garb - his Flemish ruff Fell o'er his doublet , shaped of buff , With satin slash'd and lined ; Tawny his boot ...
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Page 2 - And, would the noble Duchess deign To listen to an old man's strain, Though stiff his hand, his voice though weak, He thought even yet, the sooth to speak, That, if she loved the harp to hear, He could make music to her ear.
Page 241 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Page 118 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi...
Page 90 - Lord Marmion started from the ground, As light as if he felt no wound; Though in the action burst the tide, In torrents from his wounded side. " Then it was truth," he said—" I knew That the dark presage must be true.
Page 372 - I CLIMB'D the dark brow of the mighty Hellvellyn, Lakes and mountains beneath me gleam'd misty and wide ; All was still, save by fits, when the eagle was yelling. And starting around me the echoes replied. On the right, Striden-edge round the Red-tarn was bending, And Catchedicam its left verge was defending, One huge nameless rock in the front was ascending, When I mark'd the sad spot where the wanderer had died.
Page 373 - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges: Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded: Faster come, faster come. Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master.
Page 86 - Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride, I warrant him a warrior tried.
Page 11 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires! what mortal hand can e'er untie the filial band, that knits me to thy rugged strand!
Page 241 - In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody. Nor doth its entrance front in vain To old lona's holy fane, That Nature's voice might seem to say, " Well hast thou done, frail Child of clay ! Thy humble powers that stately shrine Task'd high and hard — but witness mine !"— XI.
Page 372 - Now let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale; Young Frank is chief of Errington And lord of Langley-dale; His step is first in peaceful ha', His sword in battle keen' — But aye she loot the tears down fa* For Jock of Hazeldean.