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... death , that wildly broke Through devouring flame and smothering - smoke , Made the warrior's heart - blood chill ! The trustiest thou of all my train , My fleetest courser thou must rein , And ride to Lyulph's tower , And from the ...
... death , that wildly broke Through devouring flame and smothering - smoke , Made the warrior's heart - blood chill ! The trustiest thou of all my train , My fleetest courser thou must rein , And ride to Lyulph's tower , And from the ...
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... death or deadly harm , Thy sire entreats , thy king commands , Thou drop the warder from thy hands . Trust thou thy father with thy fate , Doubt not he chuse thee fitting mate ; Nor be it said , through Gyneth's pride A rose of Arthur's ...
... death or deadly harm , Thy sire entreats , thy king commands , Thou drop the warder from thy hands . Trust thou thy father with thy fate , Doubt not he chuse thee fitting mate ; Nor be it said , through Gyneth's pride A rose of Arthur's ...
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... death , Must British Arthur break his faith . Too late I mark , thy mother's art Hath taught thee this relentless part . I blame her not , for she had wrong , But not to these my faults belong . Use , then , the warder as thou wilt ...
... death , Must British Arthur break his faith . Too late I mark , thy mother's art Hath taught thee this relentless part . I blame her not , for she had wrong , But not to these my faults belong . Use , then , the warder as thou wilt ...
Page 68
... death must now be wroken . Slow the dark fringed eye - lids fall , Curtaining each azure ball , Slowly as on summer eves Violets fold their dusky leaves . The weighty baton of command Now bears down her sinking hand , On her shoulder ...
... death must now be wroken . Slow the dark fringed eye - lids fall , Curtaining each azure ball , Slowly as on summer eves Violets fold their dusky leaves . The weighty baton of command Now bears down her sinking hand , On her shoulder ...
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... death , To the nations preaches doom , ' Azrael's brand hath left the sheath ! Moslems , think upon the tomb ! - " Our's the scorpion , our's the snake , Our's the hydra of the fen , Our's the tyger of the brake , All that plagues the ...
... death , To the nations preaches doom , ' Azrael's brand hath left the sheath ! Moslems , think upon the tomb ! - " Our's the scorpion , our's the snake , Our's the hydra of the fen , Our's the tyger of the brake , All that plagues the ...
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answer'd arms Arthur bard BATTLE OF SEMPACH beneath blood bold bore bower breast BRIDAL OF TRIERMAIN bride bright brooklet brow busk Caliburn CANTO castle Count Harold courser Dane dare dark daughter deep Donald Caird's dread EDINBURGH ANNUAL fair faith falchion fame fear fell flame flung gallant gaze glance Glaramara glen gold grace Gregalach Gunnar Gyneth's hall hand HAROLD THE DAUNTLESS hath hauberk hear heard heart heaven hill Jutta King King Arthur knight lady land Lord Lucy maid maiden Metelill minstrel Monarch morning ne'er nigh noble Moringer o'er pale pass'd Pibroch Piobaireachd Prelate pride priest rock Roland De Vaux round Saint seem'd sire sleep slumber smile song sought soul sound spear spoke steed stern stone Sultaun sword tale tell thee thine thou tower twas vale Valley of Saint vassal Vaux warder Warrior ween wild Witikind's Wulfstane
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Page 382 - 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. Fast they come, fast they come; See how they gather! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Knell for the onset!
Page 381 - Come away, come away, Hark to the summons ! Come in your war array, Gentles and commons. Come from deep glen, and From mountain so rocky, The war-pipe and pennon Are at Inverlocky. Come every hill-plaid, and True heart that wears one, Come every steel blade, and Strong hand that bears one.
Page 378 - O, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows, It calls but the warders that guard thy repose ; Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red, Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed. O ho ro, i ri ri, &c.
Page 337 - Fled past on right and left how fast Each forest, grove, and bower ! On right and left fled past how fast Each city, town, and tower ! XLIX. " Dost fear ? dost fear ? The moon shines clear, Dost fear to ride with me ? — Hurrah ! hurrah ! the dead can ride ! " — " O William, let them be !— " See there, see there ! What yonder swings And creaks 'mid whistling rain ? " — " Gibbet and steel, th' accursed wheel ; A murderer in his chain.
Page 386 - the lake's clear breast May barter for the eagle's nest; The Awe's fierce stream may backward turn, Ben-Cruaichan fall, and crush Kilchurn; Our kilted clans, when blood is high, Before their foes may turn and fly; But I, were all these marvels done, Would never wed the Earlie's son.
Page 377 - ... not lack, Nor braid to bind your hair; Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk, Nor palfrey fresh and fair; And you, the foremost o...
Page 382 - 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. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume, Blended with heather.
Page 375 - 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...
Page 389 - O'er the peak of Ben-Lomond the galley shall steer, And the rocks of Craig Royston like icicles melt, Ere our wrongs be forgot, or our vengeance unfelt ! Then gather, gather, gather, Gregalach !
Page 338 - Tramp! tramp! along the land they rode, Splash! splash! along the sea; The scourge is red, the spur drops blood, The flashing pebbles flee.