Poems, Volume 28Mundell, Doig, & Stevenson, 1807 - 227 pages |
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... Ladie . 108 .111 Basil ... The Penitent's Confession . The Fisherman of Lapland . . · The Perjured Nun . The Murcian Cavalier . · The Prophetess of the Oracle of Seam . The Prophecy of Merlin . Notes . · • · 139 .149 158 166 171 · . 178 ...
... Ladie . 108 .111 Basil ... The Penitent's Confession . The Fisherman of Lapland . . · The Perjured Nun . The Murcian Cavalier . · The Prophetess of the Oracle of Seam . The Prophecy of Merlin . Notes . · • · 139 .149 158 166 171 · . 178 ...
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... Blending with terrors wild , and legions drear , The charmed minstrelsy of mystic sound , That rous'd , embodied , to the eye of Fear , Th ' unearthly habitants of fairy ground . THE DARK LADIE . THE knights return'd from Holy Land.
... Blending with terrors wild , and legions drear , The charmed minstrelsy of mystic sound , That rous'd , embodied , to the eye of Fear , Th ' unearthly habitants of fairy ground . THE DARK LADIE . THE knights return'd from Holy Land.
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Anne Bannerman. THE DARK LADIE . THE knights return'd from Holy Land , Sir Guyon led the armed train ; And to his castle , on the sea , He welcom❜d them again . He welcom❜d them with soldier glee , And sought to charm away their toil ...
Anne Bannerman. THE DARK LADIE . THE knights return'd from Holy Land , Sir Guyon led the armed train ; And to his castle , on the sea , He welcom❜d them again . He welcom❜d them with soldier glee , And sought to charm away their toil ...
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... d step , And took the upper seat , A Ladie , clad in ghastly white , And veiled to the feet : She spoke not when she enter'd there ; She spoke not when the feast was done ; And every knight in chill amaze , Survey'd her one 140.
... d step , And took the upper seat , A Ladie , clad in ghastly white , And veiled to the feet : She spoke not when she enter'd there ; She spoke not when the feast was done ; And every knight in chill amaze , Survey'd her one 140.
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... Ladie in the veil , Their eyes they could not long withdraw , And when they tried to speak , that glare Still kept them mute with awe ! Each wish'd to rouse his failing heart , Yet look'd and trembled all , the while ; All , till the ...
... Ladie in the veil , Their eyes they could not long withdraw , And when they tried to speak , that glare Still kept them mute with awe ! Each wish'd to rouse his failing heart , Yet look'd and trembled all , the while ; All , till the ...
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Amid anguish Arthur awful behold the sun beneath billows blast blest bliss blood blow bosom breast breath burning Castellan Castile cave dark Dark Ladie dead death deep dread drear earth eternal ev'n eyes faint fate fearful flame gale gaz'd Genii Glastenbury gleam gloom glory glow grave hail hand of blood Hark hear heard heart Heaven holy hour hush'd isle King King Arthur Ladie Lapland light lonely long black veil Merlin's midnight Modred morn mourn Murcian murmur NEREID never night nought o'er ocean pale pass'd peace Penitence Pentecost PETRARCH rais'd rapture reach'd rest roar rocks scene Seam's shine shore sigh skies soft SONNETS soul sound spirit stood storm sublime sullen surge sweep swell tear tempest terrors thee thine thou thro tide tomb tower trembled turn'd Twas Urien veil voice wander watch'd waves Werter wild winds
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Page 24 - Ajut went down to the beach ; where, finding a fishing-boat, she entered it without hesitation, and telling those who wondered at her rashness, that she was going in search of Anningait, rowed away with great swiftness, and was seen no more.
Page 18 - But sacred to me is the roar of the wave, That mingles its tide with the blood of the brave ; Where the blasts of the trumpets for battle combine, And the heart was laid low that gave rapture to mine. Ye scenes of remembrance that sorrow beguil'd, Your uplands I leave for the desolate wild ; For nature is nought to the eye of despair But the image -of hopes that have vanish'd in air : Again ye fair blossoms of flower and of tree, Ye shall bloom to the morn, tho...
Page 19 - The colours of heaven on the dwellings of woe! Too faithful recorders of times that are past, The Eden of Love that was ever to last ! Once more may soft accents your wild echoes fill, And the young and the happy be worshippers still. To me ye are lost! — but your summits of green Shall charm thro the distance of many a scene, In woe, and in wandering, and deserts, return Like the soul of the dead to the perishing urn ! Ye hills of my country ! farewell evermore As I cleave the dark waves of your...
Page 219 - Thou hear'st some sounding tale of war's alarms ; When at the bugle's call, with fire and steel, The sturdy clans pour'd forth their brawny swarms, And hostile brothers met, to prove each other's arms.
Page 225 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Page 18 - The seats of my childhood, for ever adieu ! Yet not for a brighter your skies I resign, When my wandering footsteps revisit the Rhine : But sacred to me is the roar of the wave, That mingles its tide with the blood of the brave ; Where the blasts of the trumpets for battle combine, And the heart was laid low that gave rapture to mine.
Page 223 - ... fields and meadows, and beating against the bushes; the whole valley was a stormy sea, tossed by furious winds. The moon then appeared again, and rested on a dark cloud; the splendor of her light increased the disorder of nature. The echoes redoubled and repeated the roarings of the wind and the waters. I drew near to the precipice; I wished and shuddered; I stretched out my arms, and leaned over, I sighed, and lost myself in the happy thought of burying all my sufferings, all my torments, in...