MarmionClarendon Press, 1889 - Всего страниц: 300 |
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Walter Scott Thomas Bayne. MARMION . INTRODUCTION TO CANTO FIRST . TO WILLIAM STEWART ROSE , ESQ . Ashestiel , Ettrick Forest . NOVEMBER'S sky is chill and drear , November's leaf is red and sear : Late , gazing down the steepy linn ...
Walter Scott Thomas Bayne. MARMION . INTRODUCTION TO CANTO FIRST . TO WILLIAM STEWART ROSE , ESQ . Ashestiel , Ettrick Forest . NOVEMBER'S sky is chill and drear , November's leaf is red and sear : Late , gazing down the steepy linn ...
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... o'er ; 525 It hush'd the merry wassel roar , The minstrels ceased to sound . Soon in the castle nought was heard , But the slow footstep of the guard , Pacing his sober round . 530 XXXI . With early dawn Lord Marmion rose : And 30 MARMION .
... o'er ; 525 It hush'd the merry wassel roar , The minstrels ceased to sound . Soon in the castle nought was heard , But the slow footstep of the guard , Pacing his sober round . 530 XXXI . With early dawn Lord Marmion rose : And 30 MARMION .
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Walter Scott Thomas Bayne. XXXI . With early dawn Lord Marmion rose : And first the chapel doors unclose ; Then , after morning rites were done , ( A hasty mass from Friar John , ) And knight and squire had broke their fast , 535 On rich ...
Walter Scott Thomas Bayne. XXXI . With early dawn Lord Marmion rose : And first the chapel doors unclose ; Then , after morning rites were done , ( A hasty mass from Friar John , ) And knight and squire had broke their fast , 535 On rich ...
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... rose to view The Castle with its battled walls , The ancient Monastery's halls , A solemn , huge , and dark - red pile , Placed on the margin of the isle . X. In Saxon strength that Abbey frown'd , With massive arches broad and round ...
... rose to view The Castle with its battled walls , The ancient Monastery's halls , A solemn , huge , and dark - red pile , Placed on the margin of the isle . X. In Saxon strength that Abbey frown'd , With massive arches broad and round ...
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... rose : Down to the haven of the Isle , The monks and nuns in order file , From Cuthbert's cloisters grim ; Banner , and cross , and relics there , To meet Saint Hilda's maids , they bare ; And , as they caught the sounds on air , They ...
... rose : Down to the haven of the Isle , The monks and nuns in order file , From Cuthbert's cloisters grim ; Banner , and cross , and relics there , To meet Saint Hilda's maids , they bare ; And , as they caught the sounds on air , They ...
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Стр. 126 - Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar. So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whisper'd " 'Twere better by far, To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 126 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Стр. 259 - O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
Стр. 125 - Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Стр. 178 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made, When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Стр. 125 - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Стр. 165 - I tell thee, thou'rt defied! And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied!
Стр. 182 - But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell. No thought was there of dastard flight; Link'd in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well; Till utter darkness closed her wing O'er their thin host and wounded king.
Стр. 125 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 287 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.