The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Том 1Little, Brown & Company; Shepard, Clark and Brown, 1857 |
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... o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb ! When kindness had his wants supplied , And the old man was gratified , Began to rise his minstrel pride : And he began to talk anon , Of good Earl Francis , 1 dead and gone , And of Earl Walter , 2 rest him ...
... o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb ! When kindness had his wants supplied , And the old man was gratified , Began to rise his minstrel pride : And he began to talk anon , Of good Earl Francis , 1 dead and gone , And of Earl Walter , 2 rest him ...
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... o'er his aged brain— He tried to tune his harp in vain ! The pitying Duchess praised its chime , And gave him heart , and gave him time , Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony . And then , he said , he would full ...
... o'er his aged brain— He tried to tune his harp in vain ! The pitying Duchess praised its chime , And gave him heart , and gave him time , Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony . And then , he said , he would full ...
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... he had killed . Sir Wal- ter , guided by the old man , visited the lowly tomb of his father ; and , having read the inscription , which was in Latin , IX . In sorrow o'er Lord Walter's bier The warlike 48 CANTO I. THE LAY OF.
... he had killed . Sir Wal- ter , guided by the old man , visited the lowly tomb of his father ; and , having read the inscription , which was in Latin , IX . In sorrow o'er Lord Walter's bier The warlike 48 CANTO I. THE LAY OF.
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... o'er her warrior's bloody bier The Ladye dropp'd nor flower nor tear ! 1 Vengeance , deep - brooding o'er the slain , Had lock'd the source of softer woe ; And burning pride , and high disdain , Forbade the rising tear to flow ; Until ...
... o'er her warrior's bloody bier The Ladye dropp'd nor flower nor tear ! 1 Vengeance , deep - brooding o'er the slain , Had lock'd the source of softer woe ; And burning pride , and high disdain , Forbade the rising tear to flow ; Until ...
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... o'er his basnet nod ; He pass'd the Peel of Goldiland , And cross'd old Borthwick's roaring strand ; Dimly he view'd the Moat - hill's mound , Where Druid shades still flitted round : 4 In Hawick twinkled many a light ; Behind him soon ...
... o'er his basnet nod ; He pass'd the Peel of Goldiland , And cross'd old Borthwick's roaring strand ; Dimly he view'd the Moat - hill's mound , Where Druid shades still flitted round : 4 In Hawick twinkled many a light ; Behind him soon ...
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Стр. 92 - In peace, 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 is heaven, and heaven is love.
Стр. 65 - 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. 36 - Stuarts' throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had call'd his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorn'd and poor, He begg'd his bread from door to door, And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp a king had loved to hear.
Стр. 38 - Duchess marked his weary pace, His timid mien, and reverend face, And bade her page the menials tell, That they should tend the old man well : For she had known adversity...
Стр. 163 - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Стр. 66 - 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 ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave, Then go— but go alone the while — Then view St. David's ruined pile ; And, home' returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Стр. 199 - Tis not because the ring they ride, And Lindesay at the ring rides well, But that my sire the wine will chide If 'tis not fill'd by Rosabelle.
Стр. 199 - O'er Roslin all that dreary night A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam ; 'Twas broader than the watch-fire light, And redder than the bright moonbeam. It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copse-wood glen ; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from...
Стр. 40 - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot: Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied : And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the latest minstrel sung.
Стр. 180 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...