 | Book - 1875 - Страниц: 912
...earth-fast flint In Keeldar's plume the holly green And rowan leaves nod on, And vain Lord Soulis' sword was seen, Though the hilt was adderstone. Then...the Wee Brown Man he rose, By Soulis of Liddesdale; — 4 In vain,' he said, ' a thousand blows Assail the charmed mail; In vain by land your arrows glide,... | |
 | John Leyden - 1875 - Страниц: 950
...Through glittering lances Keilder hewed A red corse-paven way. His helmet, formed of mermaid sand, No lethal brand could dint ; No other arms could e'er withstand The axe of earth-fast flint. In Keilder's plume the holly green, And rowan leavers, nod on ; And vain Lord Soulis's sword was seen,... | |
 | Thomas Finlayson Henderson - 1902 - Страниц: 428
...And rowan leaves, nod on, And vain Lord Soulis's sword was seen, Though the hilt was adderstone. tv Then up the Wee Brown Man he rose, By Soulis of Liddesdale...said, ' a thousand blows Assail the charmed mail. LVI ' In vain by land your arrows glide, In vain your faulchions gleam — No spell can stay the living... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1902 - Страниц: 430
...Through glittering lances Keeldar hew'd A red corse-paven way. LI 1 1 His helmet, formed of mermaid sand, No lethal brand could dint ; No other arms could e'er withstand The axe of earth-fast flint. LIV In Keeldar's plume the holly green, And rowan leaves, nod on, And vain Lord Soulis's sword was... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1902 - Страниц: 450
...And rowan leaves, nod on, And vain Lord Soulis's sword was seen, Though the hilt was adderstone. LT Then up the Wee Brown Man he rose, By Soulis of Liddesdale ; ' In vain,1 he said, ' a thousand blows Assail the charmed mail. LVI ' In vain by land your arrows glide,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1833 - Страниц: 420
...glittering lances Keeldar hew'd A red corse-paven way. / His helmet, formed of mermaid sand, • •. ' I No lethal brand could dint ; No other arms could e'er...said, " a thousand blows Assail the charmed mail. » an, , <.\ " In vain by land your arrows glide, In vain your falchions gleam— No spell can stay... | |
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Ah ! ne'er before in Border feud Was seen so dire a fray ! Through glittering lances Keeldar hew'd A red corse-paven way. His helmet, formed of mermaid sand, No lethal brand could dint ; No other arms could e'er withstand The axe of earth-fast flint.... 
