The poetical works of sir Walter Scott, Том 3 |
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... to those who wed above ! - De Wilton and Lord Marmion woo'd Clara de Clare , of Gloster's blood ; ( Idle it were of Whitby's dame , To say of that same blood I came ; ) And once , when jealous rage was high , Lord 48 Canto V. MARMION .
... to those who wed above ! - De Wilton and Lord Marmion woo'd Clara de Clare , of Gloster's blood ; ( Idle it were of Whitby's dame , To say of that same blood I came ; ) And once , when jealous rage was high , Lord 48 Canto V. MARMION .
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sir Walter Scott (bart.) And once , when jealous rage was high , Lord Marmion said despiteously , Wilton was traitor in his heart , And had made league with Martin Swart , * When he came here on Simnel's part ; And only cowardice did ...
sir Walter Scott (bart.) And once , when jealous rage was high , Lord Marmion said despiteously , Wilton was traitor in his heart , And had made league with Martin Swart , * When he came here on Simnel's part ; And only cowardice did ...
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... Marmion such a prize By my consent should win ; Yet hath our boisterous Monarch sworn , That Clare shall from our house be torn And grievous cause have I fear , Such mandate doth Lord Marmion bear . XXIII . " Now , prisoner , helpless ...
... Marmion such a prize By my consent should win ; Yet hath our boisterous Monarch sworn , That Clare shall from our house be torn And grievous cause have I fear , Such mandate doth Lord Marmion bear . XXIII . " Now , prisoner , helpless ...
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... Marmion , Lord of Fontenaye , Of Lutterward , and Scrivelbay , De Wilton , erst of Aberley , The self - same thundering voice did say.- " C But then another spoke : Thy fatal summons I deny , And thine infernal lord defy , Appealing me ...
... Marmion , Lord of Fontenaye , Of Lutterward , and Scrivelbay , De Wilton , erst of Aberley , The self - same thundering voice did say.- " C But then another spoke : Thy fatal summons I deny , And thine infernal lord defy , Appealing me ...
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... sire , with pious care , To chapels and to shrines repair.— Where is the Palmer now ? and where The Abbess , Marmion , and Clare ? - Bold Douglas ! to Tantallon fair They journey in thy charge : Lord Marmion rode on Canto V. 59 THE COURT .
... sire , with pious care , To chapels and to shrines repair.— Where is the Palmer now ? and where The Abbess , Marmion , and Clare ? - Bold Douglas ! to Tantallon fair They journey in thy charge : Lord Marmion rode on Canto V. 59 THE COURT .
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Abbess ancient Ancram Moor arms army Auchendinny band Baron battle battle of Langside beard blast blood Blount bold Border Bothwellhaugh brand brave brow Buccleuch Cadyow CANTO FIFTH castle charge Chief Christmas Clare command cross dame dark deep Douglas E'en e'er Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Eske Evandale fair fame fell field fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes Glenfinlas Grey Brother hall Hamilton hand head heard heart Highland hill holy horse King James king's lady land light Lochinvar Lord Marmion loud maid mark'd Master of Angus Minstrel's Monarch Monk ne'er night noble Note o'er pallion pass'd Perchance Pitscottie Post and Pair prayer pride Queen rode ruins Saint Saint Hilda Scotland Scots Scottish seem'd shade slain spear squire St Fillan steed stood Surrey Surrey's sword tale Tantallon tell thee thou tide tower Twas vault wild Wilton wind
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Стр. 31 - Among bridesmen and kinsmen, and brothers and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), " O, come ye in peace here or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar...
Стр. 30 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword 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. 134 - 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. 140 - Front, flank, and rear, the squadrons sweep To break the Scottish circle deep That fought around their king. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though billmen ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood The instant that he fell.
Стр. 32 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Стр. 129 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered mid the foes.
Стр. 110 - On the Earl's cheek the flush of rage O'ercame the ashen hue of age : Fierce he broke forth, — "And...
Стр. 132 - Unnurtured Blount ! thy brawling cease : He opes his eyes," said Eustace ; " peace ! " When, doffed his casque, he felt free air, Around 'gan Marmion wildly stare : — " Where's Harry Blount? Fitz-Eustace where ? Linger ye here, ye hearts of hare ! Redeem my pennon, — charge again ! Cry — ' Marmion to the rescue ! ' — Vain ! Last of my race, on...
Стр. 74 - Scrubbed till it shone, the day to grace, Bore then upon its massive board No mark to part the squire and lord. Then was brought in the lusty brawn By old blue-coated serving-man ; Then the grim boar's head frowned on high, Crested with bays and rosemary.
Стр. 110 - Not lighter does the swallow skim Along the smooth lake's level brim. And when Lord Marmion reached his band, He halts, and turns with clenched hand, And shout of loud defiance pours, And shook his gauntlet at the towers. " Horse ! horse !" the Douglas cried, " and chase ! But soon he reined his fury's pace : " A royal messenger he came, Though most unworthy of the name.