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... towers o'erhang her side , " The castle of the bold Glengyle . " To chase the dun Glenfinlas deer , " O'er woodland course this morn we bore , " And haply met , while wandering here , " The son of great Macgillianore . " O aid me , then ...
... towers o'erhang her side , " The castle of the bold Glengyle . " To chase the dun Glenfinlas deer , " O'er woodland course this morn we bore , " And haply met , while wandering here , " The son of great Macgillianore . " O aid me , then ...
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... towers ere day . " - " First , three times tell each Ave - bead , " And thrice a Pater - noster say ; " Then kiss with me the holy reed ; " So shall we safely wind our way . " - " O shame to knighthood , strange and foul ! " Go , doff ...
... towers ere day . " - " First , three times tell each Ave - bead , " And thrice a Pater - noster say ; " Then kiss with me the holy reed ; " So shall we safely wind our way . " - " O shame to knighthood , strange and foul ! " Go , doff ...
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... tower is wood , the outer an iron grate ; the distance between them being nine feet , the thickness , namely , of the wall . From the elevated situa- tion of Smaylho'me Tower , it is seen many miles LYRICAL PIECES . 21 The Eve of Saint John ...
... tower is wood , the outer an iron grate ; the distance between them being nine feet , the thickness , namely , of the wall . From the elevated situa- tion of Smaylho'me Tower , it is seen many miles LYRICAL PIECES . 21 The Eve of Saint John ...
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... tower - court is a ruined cha- pel . Brotherstone is a heath , in the neighbourhood of Smaylho'me Tower . This ancient fortress and its vicinity formed the scene of the author's infancy , and seemed to claim from him this attempt to ...
... tower - court is a ruined cha- pel . Brotherstone is a heath , in the neighbourhood of Smaylho'me Tower . This ancient fortress and its vicinity formed the scene of the author's infancy , and seemed to claim from him this attempt to ...
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... tower . He came not from where Ancram Moor * Ran red with English blood ; Where the Douglas true , and the bold Buccleuch , ' Gainst keen Lord Evers stood . Yet was his helmet hacked and hewed , His acton pierced and tore ; His axe ...
... tower . He came not from where Ancram Moor * Ran red with English blood ; Where the Douglas true , and the bold Buccleuch , ' Gainst keen Lord Evers stood . Yet was his helmet hacked and hewed , His acton pierced and tore ; His axe ...
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Page 27 - John I must wander alone : In thy bower I may not be.' — " ' Now, out on thee, fainthearted Knight ! Thou shouldst not say me nay ; For the eve is sweet, and when lovers meet, Is worth the whole summer's day. "'And...
Page 28 - Where fair Tweed flows round holy Melrose, And Eildon slopes to the plain, Full three nights ago, by some secret foe, That gay gallant was slain. "•The varying light deceived thy sight, And the wild winds drowned the name ; For the Dryburgh bells ring, and the white monks do sing, For Sir Richard of Coldinghame!
Page 73 - Harp and carp, Thomas," she said; " Harp and carp along wi me; And if ye dare to kiss my lips, Sure of your bodie I will be." — "Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." — Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. "Now, ye maun go wi...
Page 73 - O no, O no, Thomas," she said, That name does not belang to me ; I am but the queen of fair Elfland, That am hither come to visit thee.
Page 118 - How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind waved his garment, how oft didst thou start ? How many long days and long weeks didst...
Page 108 - tis the Erl-King with his crown and his shroud." "No, my son, it is but a dark wreath of the cloud." THE ERL-KING SPEAKS "O come and go with me, thou loveliest child; By many a gay sport shall thy time be beguiled; My mother keeps for thee full many a fair toy, And many a fine flower shall she pluck for my boy.
Page 74 - She mounted on her milk-white steed; She's ta'en true Thomas up behind; And aye, whene'er her bridle rung, The steed flew swifter than the wind. O they rade on, and farther on; The steed gaed swifter than the wind, Until they reached a desert wide.
Page 25 - My lady, each night, sought the lonely light, That burns on the wild Watchfold ; For from height to height, the beacons bright, Of the English foemen told.
Page 76 - ... garden green, And she pu'd an apple frae a tree — * ' Take this for thy wages, true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie.' 'My tongue is mine ain,' true Thomas said; 'A gudely gift ye wad gie to me!
Page 118 - When, wildered, he drops from some cliff huge in stature, And draws his last sob by the side of his dam.