Rokeby: A Poem in Six Cantos. Ed. with Introd. & NotesMacmillan and Company, 1890 - Всего страниц: 290 |
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... pale moonbeam . Even when the sun had risen , the darkness of twilight remained in the deep valley of the Greta , through which they had to pass . The few straggling sunbeams that were visible on the other side of the river were only ...
... pale moonbeam . Even when the sun had risen , the darkness of twilight remained in the deep valley of the Greta , through which they had to pass . The few straggling sunbeams that were visible on the other side of the river were only ...
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... pale pilot seeks in vain , Where rolls the river , where the main . Even thus upon the bloody field , The eddying tides of conflict wheel'd Ambiguous , till that heart of flame , Hot Rupert , on our squadrons came , Hurling against our ...
... pale pilot seeks in vain , Where rolls the river , where the main . Even thus upon the bloody field , The eddying tides of conflict wheel'd Ambiguous , till that heart of flame , Hot Rupert , on our squadrons came , Hurling against our ...
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... pale , Where death bestrides the evening gale ; How o'er my friend my cloak I threw , And fenceless faced the deadly dew ; I thought on Quariana's cliff , Where , rescued from our foundering skiff , Through the white breakers ' wrath I ...
... pale , Where death bestrides the evening gale ; How o'er my friend my cloak I threw , And fenceless faced the deadly dew ; I thought on Quariana's cliff , Where , rescued from our foundering skiff , Through the white breakers ' wrath I ...
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... pale cheek unequal spread ; The head reclined , the loosen'd hair , The limbs relax'd , the mournful air.— See , he looks up ; -a woful smile Lightens his wo - worn cheek a while , - ' Tis fancy wakes some idle thought , To gild the ...
... pale cheek unequal spread ; The head reclined , the loosen'd hair , The limbs relax'd , the mournful air.— See , he looks up ; -a woful smile Lightens his wo - worn cheek a while , - ' Tis fancy wakes some idle thought , To gild the ...
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... Pale pilgrim of the troubled sky ! Hail , though the mists that o'er thee stream Lend to thy brow their sullen dye ! How should thy pure and peaceful eye Untroubled view our scenes below , Or how a tearless beam supply To light a world ...
... Pale pilgrim of the troubled sky ! Hail , though the mists that o'er thee stream Lend to thy brow their sullen dye ! How should thy pure and peaceful eye Untroubled view our scenes below , Or how a tearless beam supply To light a world ...
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adjective adverb Allen-a-Dale Barnard Castle battle beauty Bertram blood bold brave breast Brignall brow Bucanier called canto Cavalier chase chiasmus colour Compare crime dark dead death Denzil derived Edmund Eglistone England English epithet Erin's express fair father fear fierce fight give gold Greta hall hand harp hath heard heart heaven heir honour hypallage intransitive intransitive verb Irish light look Lord maid Marmion Marston Moor Matilda means Midsummer Night's Dream mind minstrel Mortham night noun o'er O'Neale Oswald pale periphrasis person poem poet pride Redmond Risingham Rokeby Rokeby's Roman Roman Catholic Roundheads scene Scotland Scott seem'd sense sentence show'd sire song soul sound stanza sword tale Tanist Tanistry Tees tell thee thou thought toil tower turn'd Twas verb wassail wave wild Wilfrid wind wood word Wycliffe Wycliffe's XXIII XXIV XXVI XXXI youth
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Стр. 68 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. "This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ;* But she shall bloom in winter snow, Ere we two meet again.
Стр. 59 - I'd rather rove with Edmund there, Than reign our English queen.' 'If, maiden, thou wouldst wend with me, To leave both tower and town, Thou first must guess what life lead we, That dwell by dale and down. And if thou canst that riddle read, As read full well you may, Then to the greenwood shall thou speed, As blithe as Queen of May.
Стр. 60 - So gallantly you come, I read you for a bold Dragoon, That lists the tuck of drum." — "I list no more the tuck of drum, No more the trumpet hear ; But when the beetle sounds his hum, My comrades take the spear.
Стр. 143 - And now, my race of terror run, Mine be the eve of tropic Sun ! No pale gradations quench his ray, No twilight dews his wrath allay ; With disk like battle-target red, He rushes to his burning bed, Dyes the wide wave with bloody light, Then sinks at once — and all is night.
Стр. 60 - tis at peep of light ; His blast is heard at merry morn, And mine at dead of night.
Стр. 223 - ... passages, waiting for advantages, it is his bed. yea, and almost his household stuff. For the wood is his house against all weathers, and his mantle is his couch to sleep in. Therein he...
Стр. 222 - ... in waste places, far from danger of law, maketh his mantle his house, and under it covereth himself from the wrath of Heaven, from the offence of the earth...
Стр. 22 - And woe to those who train such youth, And spare to press the rights of truth, The mind to strengthen and anneal, While on the stithy glows the...
Стр. 59 - I'm with my comrades met, Beneath the greenwood bough, What once we were we all forget, Nor think what we are now. CHORUS. " Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair, And Greta woods are green, And you may gather garlands there Would grace a summer queen.
Стр. 70 - Allen-a-Dale is no baron or lord, Yet twenty tall yeomen will draw at his word ; And the best of our nobles his bonnet will vail, Who at Rere-cross on Stanmore meets Allen-a-Dale.