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... KNIGHT Old Ballad 160 Sir Walter Scott 165 166 171 180 197 · Edmund Spenser 216 DON QUIXOTE · Miguel de Cervantes 220 I. DON QUIXOTE'S PLANS FOR ADVENTURE II . THE ARRIVAL AT THE INN 220 226 III . FIGHTING THE WINDMILLS 230 IV . A GROUP ...
... KNIGHT Old Ballad 160 Sir Walter Scott 165 166 171 180 197 · Edmund Spenser 216 DON QUIXOTE · Miguel de Cervantes 220 I. DON QUIXOTE'S PLANS FOR ADVENTURE II . THE ARRIVAL AT THE INN 220 226 III . FIGHTING THE WINDMILLS 230 IV . A GROUP ...
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... knight like the young Lochinvar . He stayed not for brake , and he stopped not for stone , He swam the Eske River where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate 10 The bride had consented , the gallant came late : For ...
... knight like the young Lochinvar . He stayed not for brake , and he stopped not for stone , He swam the Eske River where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate 10 The bride had consented , the gallant came late : For ...
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... knight took it up ; He quaffed of the wine , and he threw down the cup . She looked down to blush , and she looked up to sigh , With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye . He took her soft hand ere her mother could bar , — " Now ...
... knight took it up ; He quaffed of the wine , and he threw down the cup . She looked down to blush , and she looked up to sigh , With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye . He took her soft hand ere her mother could bar , — " Now ...
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... knights in a green meadow . Round about him were Roland , his nephew , the captain of his host , and other princes , as well as fifteen thousand of the noblest- born in France . The emperor sat upon a chair of gold , beneath a pine tree ...
... knights in a green meadow . Round about him were Roland , his nephew , the captain of his host , and other princes , as well as fifteen thousand of the noblest- born in France . The emperor sat upon a chair of gold , beneath a pine tree ...
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... fulfillment of thy promise . But he will leave his rear guard of twenty thousand , together with Roland and Oliver , and his noblest knights , to follow after him . L Fall on these with all thy warriors ; let not ROLAND AND HIS HORN 145.
... fulfillment of thy promise . But he will leave his rear guard of twenty thousand , together with Roland and Oliver , and his noblest knights , to follow after him . L Fall on these with all thy warriors ; let not ROLAND AND HIS HORN 145.
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Page 348 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 131 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Page 128 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 27 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things And battles long ago; Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of today Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Page 97 - Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his...
Page 130 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Page 253 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Page 351 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : •'The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne : Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 250 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 15 - 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 ? xiii.