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" Sweet Teviot! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore ; Where'er thou wind'st, by dale or hill, All, all is peaceful, all is still, As if thy waves, since Time was... "
Notes and Queries - Page 257
1866
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The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Baronet: Ed. with a Careful Revision ...

Walter Scott - 1888 - 682 pages
...measure, soft and slow, Arose a father's notes of woe. Ш)е ILag of tljt îLasst fHmstrtl. CANTO FOURTH. SWEET Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore: Where'er thou wind'st by dale...
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Elements of English Composition: A Preparation for Rhetoric

Lucy A. Chittenden - English language - 1884 - 204 pages
...that is covered with snowflakes. 5. Love is the ladder on which we climb to a likeness with God. 0. Sweet Teviot, on thy silver tide the glaring balefires blaze no more. 7. All flesh is grass. 8. The Lord is my Shepherd. 9. "The tale, O Poet, which thy lips have told,"...
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The Antiquary, Volume 18

Archaeology - 1888 - 326 pages
...forcibly reminded of the lines in " The Lay of the Last Minstrel," which expresses what one is feeling : Sweet Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore ; Where'er thou wind's!, by...
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The Lay of the Past Minstrel: A Poem in Six Cantos

Walter Scott - 1889 - 168 pages
...his wound by the next morning, it is agreed that a champion should fight in his stead. ©atitxr i. SWEET Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore : Where'er thou wind'st, by dale...
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Poetical Works: With a Biographical & Critical Memoir

Sir Walter Scott - 1890 - 612 pages
...fain would fall. In solemn measure, soft and slow, Arose a father's notes of woe. CANTO FOURTH. I. SWEET Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore ; Where'er thou wind'st, by...
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Reminiscences of Yarrow

James Russell - Yarrow (Scotland) - 1894 - 436 pages
...enjoyed a long period of peace, and Sir Walter in his ' Lay ' has vividly described the change : — "Sweet Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore; Where'er thou wind'st, by dale...
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Practical Rhetoric

John Duncan Quackenbos - English language - 1896 - 492 pages
...Minstrel " the poet leaves the narrative at the opening of the fourth canto, to address the river : — " Sweet Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore. Where'er thou wind'st, by dale...
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The Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations: English, Latin, and Modern Foreign ...

Mottoes - 1896 - 1224 pages
...'twixt fertile shores where yet few rustics reap. 1. BYROH— Cliilde Harold. Canto I. St. 14. Teviot. usband * * * commits his body To painful labour, ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore. m. Scorr — Lay of the Last...
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Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious ..., Volume 1873

Samuel Austin Allibone - Quotations, English - 1896 - 794 pages
...And from the Danube's frosty banks to those Where from an unknown head great Nilus flows. 45 6 457 Sweet Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore. SCOTT : Lay of the Last AIinstrel....
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Hawick Songs and Song Writers

Robert Murray - English poetry - 1897 - 128 pages
...of the vale of Slitng, and all down Teviotdale. None sings more sweetly of the Teviot than Scott. " Sweet Teviot ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore ; Where'er thou wind'st by dale...
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