Poetical WorksH. Frowde, 1908 - 970 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 100
Página 7
... heart , and Our Ladye's grace , At length he gain'd the landing - place . XXX . Now Bowden Moor the march - man won , And sternly shook his plumed head , As glanc'd his eye o'er Halidon : For on his soul the slaughter red Of that ...
... heart , and Our Ladye's grace , At length he gain'd the landing - place . XXX . Now Bowden Moor the march - man won , And sternly shook his plumed head , As glanc'd his eye o'er Halidon : For on his soul the slaughter red Of that ...
Página 15
... heart to notes of flame ! II . In peace , Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war , he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls , in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets , dances on the green . Love rules the court , the camp , the grove , And ...
... heart to notes of flame ! II . In peace , Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war , he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls , in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets , dances on the green . Love rules the court , the camp , the grove , And ...
Página 23
... heart , of the Beattisons ' And the. VII . Now weary scouts from Liddesdale , Fast hurrying in , confirm'd the tale ; As far as they could judge by ken , Three hours would bring to Teviot's strand Three thousand armed Englishmen ...
... heart , of the Beattisons ' And the. VII . Now weary scouts from Liddesdale , Fast hurrying in , confirm'd the tale ; As far as they could judge by ken , Three hours would bring to Teviot's strand Three thousand armed Englishmen ...
Página 25
... hearts o'er Border sod To siege or rescue never rode . The Ladye mark'd the aids come in , And high her heart of pride arose : She bade her youthful son attend , That he might know his father's friend , And learn to face his foes ...
... hearts o'er Border sod To siege or rescue never rode . The Ladye mark'd the aids come in , And high her heart of pride arose : She bade her youthful son attend , That he might know his father's friend , And learn to face his foes ...
Página 34
... heart to heart , and mind to mind , In body and in soul can bind . Now leave we Margaret and her Knight , To tell you of the approaching fight . XIV . Their warning blasts the bugles blew , The pipe's shrill port arous'd each clan ; In ...
... heart to heart , and mind to mind , In body and in soul can bind . Now leave we Margaret and her Knight , To tell you of the approaching fight . XIV . Their warning blasts the bugles blew , The pipe's shrill port arous'd each clan ; In ...
Términos y frases comunes
ancient arms band bard Barnard Castle battle battle of Methven beneath blood bold bower brave breast bright brow Bruce called castle Chap chief clan courser dark death deep Deloraine Douglas dread Earl Earl of Angus English Ettrick Forest fair falchion fame fate fear fell fight fire gallant glance glen grey hall hand harp hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Highland hill holy honour horse Isles John King King's knight lady land light Loch Katrine Lord Lorn loud maid maiden mark'd Marmion minstrel morning Mortham moss-troopers mountain ne'er noble Norham NOTE o'er pass'd pibroch pride Risingham rock Rokeby round rude Saint Scotland Scottish seem'd slain song sought sound spear steed stern stone stood sword tale tell thee thine Thomas the Rhymer thou tide tower turn'd Twas wake warrior wave ween wild wind
Pasajes populares
Página 141 - 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 ? XIII.
Página 39 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Página 140 - Among bride's-men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) 'O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar...
Página 141 - The bride kissed the goblet: the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — " Now tread we a measure !
Página 15 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls, in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Página 232 - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel in cumber, Red...
Página 705 - WAKEN, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day, All. the jolly chase is here, With hawk, and horse, and hunting-spear ! Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they, "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Página 31 - CALL it not vain : — they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply ; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Página 208 - The western waves of ebbing day Rolled o'er the glen their level way; Each purple peak, each flinty spire, Was bathed in floods of living fire. But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below, Where twined the path, in shadow hid, Round many a rocky pyramid, Shooting abruptly from the dell Its thunder-splintered pinnacle; Round many an insulated mass, The native bulwarks of the pass, Huge as the tower which builders vain Presumptuous piled on Shinar's plain.
Página 208 - Where glist'ning streamers waved and danced, The wanderer's eye could barely view The summer heaven's delicious blue ; So wondrous wild, the whole might seem The scenery of a fairy dream.