The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, Volume 2James Eastburn & Company, 1818 |
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... land , While sea and land shall last ; for Homer's rage A theme ; a theme for Milton's mighty hand- How much unmeet for us , a faint degenerate band ! IV . Ye mountains stern ! within whose rugged breast The friends of Scottish freedom ...
... land , While sea and land shall last ; for Homer's rage A theme ; a theme for Milton's mighty hand- How much unmeet for us , a faint degenerate band ! IV . Ye mountains stern ! within whose rugged breast The friends of Scottish freedom ...
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... lands , where the near sun Gives with unstinted boon ethereal flame , Where the rude villager , his labour done , In verse spontaneous chants some favoured name ; Whether Olalia's charms his tribute claim , Her eye of diamond , and her ...
... lands , where the near sun Gives with unstinted boon ethereal flame , Where the rude villager , his labour done , In verse spontaneous chants some favoured name ; Whether Olalia's charms his tribute claim , Her eye of diamond , and her ...
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... land , Of empires lost , and kings to exile driven ; And o'er that pair their names in scroll expand- " LO , DESTINY and TIME ! to whom by Heaven The guidance of the earth is for a season given . ” — XVI . Even while they read , the ...
... land , Of empires lost , and kings to exile driven ; And o'er that pair their names in scroll expand- " LO , DESTINY and TIME ! to whom by Heaven The guidance of the earth is for a season given . ” — XVI . Even while they read , the ...
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... lands , White with the turbans of each Arab horde , Swart Zaarah joins her misbelieving bands , Alla and Mahomet their battle - word , The choice they yield the Koran or the sword . See how the Christians rush to arms amain ! - In ...
... lands , White with the turbans of each Arab horde , Swart Zaarah joins her misbelieving bands , Alla and Mahomet their battle - word , The choice they yield the Koran or the sword . See how the Christians rush to arms amain ! - In ...
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... land , And for their bondsmen base the freeborn natives brand . XXIII . Then rose the grated harem , to enclose The loveliest maidens of the Christian line ; Then , menials to their misbelieving foes , Castile's young 30 THE VISION.
... land , And for their bondsmen base the freeborn natives brand . XXIII . Then rose the grated harem , to enclose The loveliest maidens of the Christian line ; Then , menials to their misbelieving foes , Castile's young 30 THE VISION.
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Page 76 - Like the noise of chariots on the tops of mountains shall they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devoureth the stubble, as a strong people set in battle array.
Page 286 - In the proudly-arched chapel the banners are beaming; Far a-down the long aisle sacred music is streaming, Lamenting a chief of the people should fall. But meeter for thee, gentle lover of Nature, To lay down thy head like the meek mountain lamb, When 'wildered he drops from some cliff huge in stature, And draws his last sob by the side of his dam.
Page 111 - gainst the English yew, To lift the Scottish spear. Yet his plate-jack was braced, and his helmet was laced, And his vaunt-brace of proof he wore ; At his saddle-gerthe was a good steel sperthe, Full ten pound weight and more. The baron returned in three days...
Page 116 - In thy chamber will I be." — With that he was gone and my lady left alone, And no more did I see.' Then changed, I trow, was that bold baron's brow From the dark to the blood-red high ; ' Now, tell me the mien of the knight thou hast seen, For, by Mary, he shall die ! ' ' His arms shone full bright in the beacon's red light ; His plume it was scarlet and blue ; On his shield was a hound in a silver leash bound, And his crest was a branch of the yew.
Page 286 - And, oh, was it meet, that— no requiem read o'er him— No mother to weep, and no friend to deplore him, And thou, little guardian, alone stretched before him— Unhonour'd the Pilgrim from life should depart?
Page 175 - TRUE THOMAS lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi' his ee ; And there he saw a ladye bright, Come riding down by the Eildon tree. Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hung fifty siller bells and nine.
Page 118 - Now hail, now hail, thou lady bright !" ' ' Now hail thou Baron true ! What news, what news, from Ancram fight? What news from the bold Buccleuch ? "The Ancram Moor is red with gore, For many a Southron fell ; And Buccleuch has charged us, evermore To watch our beacons well.
Page 103 - Sight is an impression made either by the mind upon the eye, or by the eye upon the mind, by which things distant or future are perceived, and seen as if they were present.
Page 137 - Through the huge oaks of Evandale, Whose limbs a thousand years have worn, What sullen roar comes down the gale, And drowns the hunter's pealing horn ? Mightiest of all the beasts of chase, That roam in woody Caledon, Crashing the forest in his race, The Mountain Bull comes thundering on. Fierce, on the hunter's quiver'd band, He rolls his eyes of swarthy glow, Spurns, with black hoof and horn, the sand, And tosses high his mane of snow.
Page 115 - He turn'd him around, and grimly he frown'd, " Then he laugh'd right scornfully — — " He who says the mass rite, for the soul of that knight, " May as well say mass for me. " At the lone midnight hour, when bad Spirits have power, "In thy chamber will I be." — " With that he was gone, and my Lady left alone,