Scottish history: a reading book for junior classes, standard iv

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Thomas Nelson and Sons, 1879 - Всего страниц: 192

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Стр. 81 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Стр. 127 - And sudden, as he spoke, From the sharp ridges of the hill, All downward to the banks of Till, Was wreathed in sable smoke. Volumed and vast, and rolling far, The cloud enveloped Scotland's war As down the hill they broke ; Nor martial shout, nor minstrel tone, Announced their march ; their tread alone, At times one warning trumpet blown, At times a stifled hum, Told England, from his mountain-throne King James did rushing come.
Стр. 81 - See the front o' battle lower ; See approach proud Edward's power— Chains and slaverie! Wha will be a traitor knave ? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave ?Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa'?
Стр. 127 - At length the freshening western blast Aside the shroud of battle cast; And, first, the ridge of mingled spears Above the brightening cloud appears; And in the smoke the pennons flew , As in the storm the white sea-mew.
Стр. 127 - They close in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there Of sudden and portentous birth, As if men fought upon the earth And fiends in upper air; O life and death were in the shout, Recoil and rally, charge and rout, And triumph and despair.
Стр. 128 - The border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered 'mid the foes.
Стр. 160 - The scene was changed. It was an eve of raw and surly mood, And in a turret-chamber high of ancient Holyrood Sat Mary, listening to the rain, and sighing with the winds, That seemed to suit the stormy state of men's uncertain minds.
Стр. 160 - Upon the fast-receding hills, that dim and distant rise. No marvel that the lady wept ; there was no land on earth She loved like that dear land, although she owed it not her birth : It was her mother's land, the land of childhood and of friends, It was the land where she had found for all her griefs amends, The land where her dead husband, slept the land where she had known The tranquil convent's hushed repose, and the splendors of a throne. — No marvel that the lady wept ; it was the land of...
Стр. 81 - By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in 'servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall...
Стр. 126 - Bruce, to rule the fight, And cry — " Saint Andrew and our right !" Another sight had seen that morn, • From Fate's dark book a leaf been torn, And Flodden had been Bannockbourne...

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