Scott's Marmion: A Tale of Flodden FieldAmerican Book Company, 1911 - 262 páginas |
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... never heard . X. The guards their morrice - pikes advanced , The trumpets flourished brave , 2 The cannon from the ramparts glanced , 3 And thundering welcome gave . A blithe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound ...
... never heard . X. The guards their morrice - pikes advanced , The trumpets flourished brave , 2 The cannon from the ramparts glanced , 3 And thundering welcome gave . A blithe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound ...
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... Never , oh , never ! Chorus . Eleu loro , etc. Never , oh , never ! 2 Perhaps from the Italian Ela loro ( " Alas to them ! " ) . 3 Used as if intransitive ; the object , the banks of the stream , not being expressed . XI . Where shall ...
... Never , oh , never ! Chorus . Eleu loro , etc. Never , oh , never ! 2 Perhaps from the Italian Ela loro ( " Alas to them ! " ) . 3 Used as if intransitive ; the object , the banks of the stream , not being expressed . XI . Where shall ...
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... Never , oh , never ! Chorus . Eleu loro , etc. Never , oh , never ! XII . It ceased , the melancholy sound , And silence sunk on all around . The air was sad ; but sadder still It fell on Marmion's ear , And plained1 as if disgrace and ...
... Never , oh , never ! Chorus . Eleu loro , etc. Never , oh , never ! XII . It ceased , the melancholy sound , And silence sunk on all around . The air was sad ; but sadder still It fell on Marmion's ear , And plained1 as if disgrace and ...
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... never drew a sword ; A wiser never , at the hour Of midnight , spoke the word of power ; 4 The same whom ancient records call The founder of the Goblin - Hall.5 I would , Sir Knight , your longer stay Gave you that cavern to survey . Of ...
... never drew a sword ; A wiser never , at the hour Of midnight , spoke the word of power ; 4 The same whom ancient records call The founder of the Goblin - Hall.5 I would , Sir Knight , your longer stay Gave you that cavern to survey . Of ...
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... never , good my youth , hear tell , That on the hour when I was born , 1 The tilting ring . — 2. The glove was given in challenge . 3 In the dark . Saint George , who graced my sire's chapelle , 1 III . ] 85 MARMION .
... never , good my youth , hear tell , That on the hour when I was born , 1 The tilting ring . — 2. The glove was given in challenge . 3 In the dark . Saint George , who graced my sire's chapelle , 1 III . ] 85 MARMION .
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Términos y frases comunes
Abbess ancient Angus arms band battle battle of Flodden beneath Blount bold Border brand Canto castle Clara Constance courser dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Edinburgh England English Ettrick Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden Glossary grave hall hand hath hear heard heart heaven Henry VIII heraldry hill holy Holy Isle horse host King James knight Lady Clare land light Lindesay Lindisfarne Lochinvar look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrels monarch monk ne'er noble Norham North Sea Northumberland o'er Palmer passed peace Perchance plain poem prayer river round rude sable Saint Cuthbert Saint George Saint Hilda's scarce Scotch Scotland Scott Scottish shield song spear squire stanza steed stood story Surrey tale Tantallon tell term of heraldry thee thou thought tide tower train Twas Tweed war horse Whitby Whitby Abbey Whitby's wild Wilton word
Pasajes populares
Página 126 - 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 125 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske 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...
Página 126 - I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 164 - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble Earl, receive my hand." — But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: — " My manors, halls, and bowers, shall still Be open at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer.
Página 180 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, forced back, now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It waver'd mid the foes.
Página 125 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none, He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone.
Página 188 - But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring ; The stubborn spear-men still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell. No thought was there of dastard flight ; Linked in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well ; Till utter darkness closed her wing O'er their thin host and wounded King.
Página 185 - Then, fainting, down on earth he sunk, Supported by the trembling Monk. XXXII With fruitless labour, Clara bound, And strove to stanch the gushing wound : The Monk, with unavailing cares, Exhausted all the Church's prayers. Ever, he said, that, close and near, A lady's voice was in his ear, And that the priest he could not hear, For that she ever sung, "In the lost battle, borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle with groans of the dying...
Página 182 - Edmund is down — my life is reft ; The Admiral alone is left. Let Stanley charge with spur of fire, — With Chester charge, and Lancashire, Full upon Scotland's central host, Or victory and England's lost. — Must I bid twice ? — hence, varlets ! fly ! Leave Marmion here alone — to die.
Página 179 - They saw Lord Marmion's falcon fly: And stainless Tunstall's banner white, And Edmund Howard's lion bright, Still bear them bravely in the fight; Although against them come, Of gallant Gordons many a one, And many a stubborn Highlandman, And many a rugged Border clan, With Huntly, and with Home.