The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With prefatory notice by W. Sharp, Том 1 |
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sir Walter Scott (bart.) William Sharp. 2 € AUG 86 OXFORD CONTENTS . INTRODUCTORY NOTICE the Scottish Border ) - The. BODLEIAN LIBRARY.
sir Walter Scott (bart.) William Sharp. 2 € AUG 86 OXFORD CONTENTS . INTRODUCTORY NOTICE the Scottish Border ) - The. BODLEIAN LIBRARY.
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... Border ) - The Eve of St. John Thomas the Rhymer- Part First . - Ancient Part Second . - Altered from Ancient Prophecies Part Third . -Modern . PAGE 7 31 39 44 47 ORIGINAL BALLADS - Continued- Glenfinlas ; or , Lord Ronald's. ORIGINAL ...
... Border ) - The Eve of St. John Thomas the Rhymer- Part First . - Ancient Part Second . - Altered from Ancient Prophecies Part Third . -Modern . PAGE 7 31 39 44 47 ORIGINAL BALLADS - Continued- Glenfinlas ; or , Lord Ronald's. ORIGINAL ...
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... Border - reiver , Auld Wat o ' Harden , was a not very remote ancestor of Scott - the same who had for wife the famous Mary , the " Flower of Yarrow , " who one day , finding the supply of victuals running short , placed before her ...
... Border - reiver , Auld Wat o ' Harden , was a not very remote ancestor of Scott - the same who had for wife the famous Mary , the " Flower of Yarrow , " who one day , finding the supply of victuals running short , placed before her ...
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... also , one of the Border Rutherfords , was of a good stock . Walter was the third child of the marriage . At an early age he was sent , chiefly on account of a slight lameness , the result of a 12 INTRODUCTORY NOTICE .
... also , one of the Border Rutherfords , was of a good stock . Walter was the third child of the marriage . At an early age he was sent , chiefly on account of a slight lameness , the result of a 12 INTRODUCTORY NOTICE .
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... Border history , the study and literary illustration of which brought him throughout life such keen enjoyment . In that remote neighbourhood , and in the old - time sim- plicity of the Sandy Knowe household , the legends of bygone days ...
... Border history , the study and literary illustration of which brought him throughout life such keen enjoyment . In that remote neighbourhood , and in the old - time sim- plicity of the Sandy Knowe household , the legends of bygone days ...
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Abbess arms band banner Baron bartizan beneath blaze blood blood-hound bold Border bore bower brand Branksome Branksome Hall Branksome's brave breast bright brow Buccleuch castle chief clan Clare courser cross'd Dame dark dead deep Deloraine Douglas dread e'er ERNEST RHYS Eskdale Evandale fair falchion fame fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden gallant hall hand harp head hear heard heart heaven hill holy King knew knight lady Ladye lance land Liddesdale light Lindisfarne Lochinvar look'd Lord Marmion loud maid mark'd merry Minstrel Monk moss-trooper Musgrave ne'er never noble o'er pale Palmer pass'd Perchance pray'd prayer pride proud raven's nest ride rode rose round rude rung sable Saint Saint Hilda scarce Scotland Scottish seem'd shield Show'd sound spear spoke squire steed stood tale tell Teviot's thee thou tide tower True Thomas turrets Twas warriors wave ween wild William of Deloraine Wilton
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Стр. 85 - 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...
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Стр. 18 - Sir Walter breathed his last, in the presence of all his children. It was a beautiful day — so warm, that every window was wide open — and so perfectly still, that the sound of all others most delicious to his ear, the gentle ripple of the Tweed over its pebbles, was distinctly audible as we knelt around the bed, and his eldest son kissed and closed his eyes.
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