The poetical works of sir Walter Scott, Volume 10 |
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... fell Upon the snowy neck and long dark hair , As stoop'd her gentle head in meek devotion there . II . She raised her eyes , that duty done , When glanced upon the pavement stone , Gemm'd and enchased , a golden ring , Bound to a scroll ...
... fell Upon the snowy neck and long dark hair , As stoop'd her gentle head in meek devotion there . II . She raised her eyes , that duty done , When glanced upon the pavement stone , Gemm'd and enchased , a golden ring , Bound to a scroll ...
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... fell.— " ' Tis Edith's self ! -her speechless woe , Her form , her looks , the secret show ! -Instant , good Mona , to the bay , " And to my royal brother say , I do conjure him seek my cell , With that mute page he loves so well ...
... fell.— " ' Tis Edith's self ! -her speechless woe , Her form , her looks , the secret show ! -Instant , good Mona , to the bay , " And to my royal brother say , I do conjure him seek my cell , With that mute page he loves so well ...
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... fell On lawn and hillock , glade and dell . The gallant Monarch sigh'd to see Those glades so loved in childhood free , Bethinking that , as outlaw now , He ranged beneath the forest bough . XX . Fast o'er the moon - light Chase they ...
... fell On lawn and hillock , glade and dell . The gallant Monarch sigh'd to see Those glades so loved in childhood free , Bethinking that , as outlaw now , He ranged beneath the forest bough . XX . Fast o'er the moon - light Chase they ...
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... ! The cheerless convent - cell Was not , sweet maiden , made for thee ; Go thou where thy vocation free On happier fortunes fell . Nor , Edith , judge thyself betray'd , Though Robert 58 Canto VI . THE LORD OF THE ISLES .
... ! The cheerless convent - cell Was not , sweet maiden , made for thee ; Go thou where thy vocation free On happier fortunes fell . Nor , Edith , judge thyself betray'd , Though Robert 58 Canto VI . THE LORD OF THE ISLES .
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... Fell that stern dint - the first - the last ! - Such strength upon the blow was put , The helmet crash'd like hazel nut ; The axe - shaft , with its brazen clasp , Was shiver'd to the gauntlet grasp . Springs from the blow the startled ...
... Fell that stern dint - the first - the last ! - Such strength upon the blow was put , The helmet crash'd like hazel nut ; The axe - shaft , with its brazen clasp , Was shiver'd to the gauntlet grasp . Springs from the blow the startled ...
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Page 216 - 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 209 - ... 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
Page 295 - Far adown the long aisle sacred music is streaming, Lamenting a Chief of the people should fall. But meeter for thee, gentle lover of nature, To lay down thy head like the meek mountain lamb, When, wilder'd, he drops from some cliff huge in stature, And draws his last sob by the side of his dam.
Page 293 - Lakes and mountains beneath me gleamed 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...
Page 204 - Then up with the Banner, let forest winds fan her, She has blazed over Ettrick eight ages and more ; In sport we'll attend her, in battle defend her, With heart and with hand, like our fathers before.
Page 252 - And scorn assumes compassion's doubtful mien, To warn me off from the encumbered scene. This must not be ; — and higher duties crave Some space between the theatre and the grave, That, like the Roman in the Capitol, I may adjust my mantle ere I fall : My life's brief act in public service flown, The last, the closing scene, must be my own.
Page 285 - Or footstep of invader rude, With rapine foul, and red with blood, Pollute our happy shore, — Then farewell home ! and farewell friends ! Adieu each tender tie ! Resolved, we mingle in the tide, Where charging squadrons furious ride, To conquer, or to die.
Page 212 - 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.
Page 295 - With scutcheons of silver the coffin is shielded, And pages stand mute by the canopied pall : Through the courts, at deep midnight, the torches are gleaming ; In the proudly-arch'd chapel the banners are beaming ; Far adown the long aisle sacred music is streaming, Lamenting a Chief of the People should fall.
Page 28 - O ! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant ! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken...