The Novels and Poems of Sir Walter Scott: Poems and balladsEstes, 1900 |
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... saint of Glasgow . 2 The shadow of a necromancer is independent of the sun . Glycas informs us that Simon Magus caused his shadow to go before him , making people believe it was an attendant spirit . Heywood's Hierarchie , p . 475. The ...
... saint of Glasgow . 2 The shadow of a necromancer is independent of the sun . Glycas informs us that Simon Magus caused his shadow to go before him , making people believe it was an attendant spirit . Heywood's Hierarchie , p . 475. The ...
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... saints , and labelled with scrolls , bearing appropriate texts of Scripture . Most of these statues have been demolished ... saint for the crown . " 2 The Buccleuch family were great benefactors to the Abbey of Melrose . As early as the ...
... saints , and labelled with scrolls , bearing appropriate texts of Scripture . Most of these statues have been demolished ... saint for the crown . " 2 The Buccleuch family were great benefactors to the Abbey of Melrose . As early as the ...
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... saint , Whose image on the glass was dyed ; Full in the midst , his Cross of Red Triumphant Michael brandished , And trampled the Apostate's pride . The moonbeam kiss'd the holy pane , And threw on the pavement a bloody stain . XII ...
... saint , Whose image on the glass was dyed ; Full in the midst , his Cross of Red Triumphant Michael brandished , And trampled the Apostate's pride . The moonbeam kiss'd the holy pane , And threw on the pavement a bloody stain . XII ...
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... , Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war , he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls , in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets , dances on the green . Love rules the court , the camp , the grove , And men below , and saints above ; For love 49.
... , Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war , he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls , in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets , dances on the green . Love rules the court , the camp , the grove , And men below , and saints above ; For love 49.
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Walter Scott Andrew Lang. And men below , and saints above ; For love is heaven , and heaven is love . III . So thought Lord Cranstoun , as I ween , While , pondering deep the tender scene , He rode through Branksome's hawthorn green ...
Walter Scott Andrew Lang. And men below , and saints above ; For love is heaven , and heaven is love . III . So thought Lord Cranstoun , as I ween , While , pondering deep the tender scene , He rode through Branksome's hawthorn green ...
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Abbess ancient Angus Appendix arms ballad band Bard Baron battle beneath blood bold Border bower Branksome Branxholme Buccleuch called CANTO castle chapel Clare courser Dame dark dead deep Deloraine Douglas Earl Earl of Angus English Ettrick Ettrick Forest fair falchion fell fire Fitz-Eustace Flodden gallant grace grave hall hand harp hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry VIII hill holy Holy Island honour horse James King knight Lady Ladye lance land Last Minstrel light Lord Marmion loud maid mark'd Minstrel Minstrelsy Monarch monks moss-troopers mountain ne'er never noble Note o'er Palmer pass'd poem ride rode round rude Saint Saint Hilda scarce scene Scotland Scots Scott Scottish Scottish Border seem'd shield Show'd Sir Walter Scott song sound spear squire steed stood sword tale tell thee thou thought tide tower Twas Tweed warriors ween wild William
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Стр. 294 - Then, fainting, down on earth he sunk, Supported by the trembling Monk. XXXII With fruitless labour, Clara bound, And strove to stanch the gushing wound : The Monk, with unavailing cares, Exhausted all the Church's prayers. Ever, he said, that, close and near, A lady's voice was in his ear, And that the priest he could not hear, For that she ever sung, "In the lost battle, borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle with groans of the dying...
Стр. 291 - 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. 207 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ; And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar...
Стр. 207 - 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. 27 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
Стр. 159 - Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSHED is the harp — the Minstrel gone.
Стр. 269 - But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: — "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open at my sovereign's will To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation-stone — The hand of Douglas is his own, And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
Стр. 103 - So, cast and mingled with his very frame. The mind's disease, its ruling passion came; Each vital humour which should feed the whole, Soon flows to this, in body and in soul: Whatever warms the heart, or fills the head, As the mind opens, and its functions spread, Imagination plies her dangerous art, And pours it all upon the peccant part.
Стр. 176 - When sated with the martial show That peopled all the plain below, The wandering eye could o'er it go, And mark the distant city glow 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...
Стр. 272 - Marmion reach'd his band, He halts, and turns with clenched hand, And shout of loud defiance pours, And shook his gauntlet at the towers. " Horse ! horse ! " the Douglas cried, " and chase ! " But soon he rein'd his fury's pace : " A royal messenger he came, Though most unworthy of the name.