Poems. Ed., with notes, by W.S. Dalgleish |
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... sword , and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright , Neither by day , nor yet by night : They lay down to rest , With corslet laced , Pillowed on buckler cold and hard ; They carved at the meal With gloves of steel , And ...
... sword , and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright , Neither by day , nor yet by night : They lay down to rest , With corslet laced , Pillowed on buckler cold and hard ; They carved at the meal With gloves of steel , And ...
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... sword hangs rusting on the wall , Beside his broken spear . In sorrow o'er Lord Walter's bier The warlike foresters had bent ; And many a flower , and many a tear , Old Teviot's maids and matrons lent : But o'er her warrior's bloody ...
... sword hangs rusting on the wall , Beside his broken spear . In sorrow o'er Lord Walter's bier The warlike foresters had bent ; And many a flower , and many a tear , Old Teviot's maids and matrons lent : But o'er her warrior's bloody ...
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... sword Before their father's band : 40 50 A braver knight than Harden's lord Ne'er belted on a brand.- 60 Scotts of Eskdale , a stalwart band , Came trooping down the Todshaw - hill : By the sword they won their land , And by the sword ...
... sword Before their father's band : 40 50 A braver knight than Harden's lord Ne'er belted on a brand.- 60 Scotts of Eskdale , a stalwart band , Came trooping down the Todshaw - hill : By the sword they won their land , And by the sword ...
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... sword Vanquish the Knight of Deloraine , Your youthful chieftain , Branksome's Lord , Shall hostage for his clan remain : If Deloraine foil good Musgrave , The boy his liberty shall have . Howe'er it falls , the English band , Unharming ...
... sword Vanquish the Knight of Deloraine , Your youthful chieftain , Branksome's Lord , Shall hostage for his clan remain : If Deloraine foil good Musgrave , The boy his liberty shall have . Howe'er it falls , the English band , Unharming ...
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... sword he will maintain , So help him God , and his good cause ! " Scottish Herald . " Here standeth William of Deloraine , Good knight and true , of noble strain , Who sayeth , that foul treason's stain , Since he bore arms , ne'er ...
... sword he will maintain , So help him God , and his good cause ! " Scottish Herald . " Here standeth William of Deloraine , Good knight and true , of noble strain , Who sayeth , that foul treason's stain , Since he bore arms , ne'er ...
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Abbess absolute phrase adjective adverb Argentine arms ballad band banner battle beneath blood bold Border brand Branksome Branksome Hall brave bride brow Bruce called Canto Castle Chieftain clan Clare clause Conditional mood Cranstoun Cross dark dative Deloraine Douglas Earl Edward Edward Bruce Ellen English fair falchion falcon crest father fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Fitz-James Flodden gallant glance grace Græme hall hand hath heart Highland hill host Isles James King knight Knight of Ellerslie Lady Ladye Lake lance land light Loch Achray Loch Katrine Lord Marmion loud minstrel monk mood morning mountain ne'er Nigel Bruce noble Note noun o'er Palmer poem Roderick Dhu Ronald Saint Scene Scotland Scott Scottish Shakespeare sought spear speed squire steed stood strife subjunctive mood sword tale tell thee thine thou tide tower train transitive verb verb wandering warriors wild Wilton wind word
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Стр. 70 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the 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. So boldly he...
Стр. 70 - I long woo'd 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. 89 - 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. 157 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Стр. 140 - Who ill deserved my courteous' care, And whose best boast is but to wear A braid of his fair lady's hair.' 'I thank thee, Roderick, for the word! It nerves my heart, it steels my sword ; For I have sworn this braid to stain In the best blood that warms thy vein. Now, truce, farewell! and, ruth, begone!
Стр. 88 - Tell him his squadrons up to bring. Fitz-Eustace, to Lord Surrey hie : Tunstall lies dead upon the field, His lifeblood stains the spotless shield ; Edmund is down ; my life is reft ; The Admiral alone is left. Let Stanley charge with spur of fire, — With Chester charge, and Lancashire, Full upon Scotland's central host, Or victory and England 's lost. Must I bid twice? — hence, varlets! fly! — Leave Marmion here alone — to die.
Стр. 25 - O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires!
Стр. 85 - King James did rushing come. Scarce could they hear, or see their foes, Until at weapon-point they close. They close in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there Of sudden and portentous birth, As if men fought upon the earth And fiends in upper air; O life and death were in the shout, Recoil and rally, charge and rout, And triumph and despair.
Стр. 89 - Lord Marmion started from the ground, As light as if he felt no wound; Though in the action burst the tide, In torrents from his wounded side. " Then it was truth," he said—" I knew That the dark presage must be true.
Стр. 79 - 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.