The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: Marmion; a tale of Flodden field
Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1813
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Abbess ancient Angus arms array band battle beneath blast Blount bold Border brand called CANTO castle Clare cross dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Ettricke Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight fire Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hilda hill holy Holy Island honoured horse host James IV King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lindisfarn Lochinvar look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland Note nought o'er Palmer passed Perchance plain Post and Pair pray rest rode round royal rude Saint scarce Scotland Scottish shew shield Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide tower Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
Стр. 260 - 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 whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 261 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Стр. 259 - 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. 337 - twere not for thy hoary beard, Such hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the Douglas' head. And first I tell thee, haughty peer, He, who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her State, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate. And, Douglas...
Стр. 259 - 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. 218 - With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town...
Стр. 362 - 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. 143 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her ? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying ; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Стр. 369 - To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. 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; Linked in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well ; Till utter...