Marmion;: A Tale of Flodden Field, Том 1J. Ballantyne and Company, 1808 - Всего страниц: 377 |
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... Border Minstrel's rhime : His Gothic harp has o'er you rung ; The bard you deigned to praise , your death- less names has sung . Stay yet , illusion , stay a while , My wildered fancy still beguile ! From this high theme how can I part ...
... Border Minstrel's rhime : His Gothic harp has o'er you rung ; The bard you deigned to praise , your death- less names has sung . Stay yet , illusion , stay a while , My wildered fancy still beguile ! From this high theme how can I part ...
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... arch , Timing his footsteps to a march , The warder kept his guard , Low humming , as he paced along , Some ancient Border gathering song . III . A distant trampling sound he hears He looks 24 CANTO 1 . MARMION . 1 THE CASTLE,
... arch , Timing his footsteps to a march , The warder kept his guard , Low humming , as he paced along , Some ancient Border gathering song . III . A distant trampling sound he hears He looks 24 CANTO 1 . MARMION . 1 THE CASTLE,
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... , The sight of plundering Border spears Might justify suspicious fears , And deadly feud , or thirst of spoil , Break out in some unseemly broil : F A herald were my fitting guide ; Or friar , CANTO I. 41 THE CASTLE .
... , The sight of plundering Border spears Might justify suspicious fears , And deadly feud , or thirst of spoil , Break out in some unseemly broil : F A herald were my fitting guide ; Or friar , CANTO I. 41 THE CASTLE .
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... of Moffatdale . Marriot , thy harp , on Isis strung , To many a Border theme has rung : Then list to me , and thou shalt know Of this mysterious man of woe . K MARMION . CANTO SECOND . The Convent . MARMION . TO CANTO SECOND . 73.
... of Moffatdale . Marriot , thy harp , on Isis strung , To many a Border theme has rung : Then list to me , and thou shalt know Of this mysterious man of woe . K MARMION . CANTO SECOND . The Convent . MARMION . TO CANTO SECOND . 73.
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... winding to the plain , The barriers of the camp they gain , And there they made a stay.- There stays the Minstrel , till he fling His hand o'er every Border string , And fit his harp the pomp to sing , Of 222 CANTO IV . MARMION .
... winding to the plain , The barriers of the camp they gain , And there they made a stay.- There stays the Minstrel , till he fling His hand o'er every Border string , And fit his harp the pomp to sing , Of 222 CANTO IV . MARMION .
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Abbess ancient Angus arms array band banner battle battle of Flodden beneath blast bold Border called CANTO castle chapel Clare cross Cuthbert dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar England English Ettricke Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave Guenever hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hilda hill holy Holy Island honoured horse host James IV King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lindisfarn look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Northumberland Note nought o'er Palmer passed Perchance plain pray rest rode round royal rude scarce Scotland Scottish shew shield Sir David Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide tower train Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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Стр. 259 - 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 entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Стр. 259 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, that never a hall such a galliard did grace; while her mother did fret, and her father did fume. and the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume ; and the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far to have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 362 - 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. 258 - LOCHINVAR. LADY HERON'S SONG. 12. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 359 - Ask me not what the maiden feels, Left in that dreadful hour alone: Perchance her reason stoops or reels; Perchance a courage, not her own, Braces her mind to desperate tone. The scattered van of England wheels; She only said, as loud in air The tumult roared, "Is Wilton there?" They fly! or maddened by despair Fight but to die — "Is Wilton there?
Стр. 338 - Lord Marmion turned — well was his need — And dashed the rowels in his steed, Like arrow through the archway sprung, The ponderous grate behind him rung; To pass there was such scanty room, The bars descending razed his plume.
Стр. 359 - Is Wilton there ?" — With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen drenched with gore, And in their arms, a helpless load, A wounded knight they bore.
Стр. 335 - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble earl, receive my hand." 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.
Стр. 356 - Then marked they, dashing broad and far, The broken billows of the war, And plumed crests of chieftains brave, Floating like foam upon the wave ; But nought distinct they see : Wide raged the battle on the plain ; Spears shook, and falchions flashed amain ; Fell England's arrow-flight like rain ; Crests rose, and stooped, and rose again, Wild and disorderly. Amid the scene of tumult, high They saw Lord Marmion's falcon fly : And stainless Tunstall's banner white, And Edmund Howard's lion bright...
Стр. 353 - Blount and Fitz-Eustace rested still With Lady Clare upon the hill ; On which (for far the day was spent) The western sunbeams now were bent. The cry they heard, its meaning knew, Could plain their distant comrades view : Sadly to Blount did Eustace say, " Unworthy office here to stay ! No hope of gilded spurs to-day. — But see 1 look up ! — on Flodden bent The Scottish foe has fired his tent.