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... English cross , and blazing brand , Shall drive the devils from this land , To their infernal home : For in this haunted den , I trow , All night they trampled to and fro . ” - The laughing host looked on the hire , - " Gramercy ...
... English cross , and blazing brand , Shall drive the devils from this land , To their infernal home : For in this haunted den , I trow , All night they trampled to and fro . ” - The laughing host looked on the hire , - " Gramercy ...
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... English chivalry . " — IX . Though inly chafed at this delay , Lord Marmion bears it as he may . The Palmer , his mysterious guide , Beholding thus his place supplied , Sought to take leave in vain : Strict was the Lion - King's command ...
... English chivalry . " — IX . Though inly chafed at this delay , Lord Marmion bears it as he may . The Palmer , his mysterious guide , Beholding thus his place supplied , Sought to take leave in vain : Strict was the Lion - King's command ...
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... English land . Here while they dwelt , did Lindesay's wit 1 Oft cheer the Baron's moodier fit ; And , in his turn , he knew to prize Lord Marmion's powerful mind , and wise , - Trained in the lore of Rome , and Greece , And policies of ...
... English land . Here while they dwelt , did Lindesay's wit 1 Oft cheer the Baron's moodier fit ; And , in his turn , he knew to prize Lord Marmion's powerful mind , and wise , - Trained in the lore of Rome , and Greece , And policies of ...
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... English war : And , closer questioned , thus he told A tale , which chronicles of old In Scottish story have enrolled XV . Sir David Lindesay's Tale . " Of all the palaces so fair , Built for the royal dwelling , In Scotland , far ...
... English war : And , closer questioned , thus he told A tale , which chronicles of old In Scottish story have enrolled XV . Sir David Lindesay's Tale . " Of all the palaces so fair , Built for the royal dwelling , In Scotland , far ...
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... English bow . But when they saw the Lord arrayed In splendid arms , and rich brocade , Each Borderer to his kinsman said , - " Hist , Ringan ! seest thou there ! Canst guess which road they'll homeward ride ? — O ! could we but on ...
... English bow . But when they saw the Lord arrayed In splendid arms , and rich brocade , Each Borderer to his kinsman said , - " Hist , Ringan ! seest thou there ! Canst guess which road they'll homeward ride ? — O ! could we but on ...
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Abbess ancient armour arms army array band banner Baron battle of Flodden beard beneath blast Blount bold Border Bothwell brand brave Canto castle Christmas Clare command cross dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl of Angus Earl of Mar Edinburgh England English Engraved by Cha Eustace fair fame fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden Field foes fought gallant hall hand head heart heaven hill holy honour horse host James IV King James king's Lady land Lochinvar look Lord Marmion loud loved maid Master of Angus merry Monarch monks ne'er night noble Note o'er pallions Palmer passed Perchance Pitscottie plain Post and Pair prayer Queen rode round royal Saint Saint George Saint Hilda scarce Scotland Scottish shade shew shield Sir David Lindesay slain spear squire steed stood summons Surrey Surrey's sword tale Tantallon tell thee thou tide towers turret Twas wild Wilton
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Página 90 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late ; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Página 90 - 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.
Página 93 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Página 197 - She fill'd the helm, and back she hied, And with surprise and joy espied A Monk supporting Marmion's head : A pious man, whom duty brought To dubious verge of battle fought, To shrieve the dying, bless the dead. Deep drank Lord Marmion of the wave, And, as she stoop'd his brow to lave— " Is it the hand of Clare," he said, ''Or injured Constance, bathes my head?
Página 172 - I tell thee, thou'rt defied! And if thou saidst I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...
Página 92 - Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar. So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Página 51 - When sated with the martial show That peopled all the plain below, The wandering eye could o'er it go, And mark the distant city glow With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud Such dusky...
Página 194 - With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen drenched with gore, And in their arms, a helpless load, A wounded knight they bore. His hand still strained the broken brand; His arms were smeared with blood and sand. Dragged from among the horses...
Página 33 - Of all the palaces so fair, Built for the royal dwelling In Scotland, far beyond compare Linlithgow is excelling; And in its park, in jovial June, How sweet the merry linnet's tune, How blithe the blackbird's lay! The wild buck bells from ferny brake, The coot dives merry on the lake, The saddest heart might pleasure take To see all nature gay.
Página 203 - Then did their loss his foemen know— Their king, their lords, their mightiest low; They melted from the field as snow, When streams are swoln and south winds blow, Dissolves in silent dew. Tweed's echoes heard the ceaseless plash, While many a broken band, Disordered, through her currents dash To gain the Scottish land; To town and tower, to down and dale, To tell red Floddeu's dismal tale, And raise the universal wail.