Marmion, and The lord of the Isles. With intr. and notes by F.T. Palgrave. From the Globe ed. of Scott's poetical works |
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... give the reader is , not to allow them to interrupt his perusal of the poem , but to regard them as independent pieces . Indeed , it was in this character they were originally intended to appear , and as such were advertised under the ...
... give the reader is , not to allow them to interrupt his perusal of the poem , but to regard them as independent pieces . Indeed , it was in this character they were originally intended to appear , and as such were advertised under the ...
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... give her hand To one , who loved her for her land : Herself , almost heart - broken now , Was bent to take the vestal vow , And shroud , within Saint Hilda's gloom , Her blasted hopes and wither'd bloom . VI . She sate upon the galley's ...
... give her hand To one , who loved her for her land : Herself , almost heart - broken now , Was bent to take the vestal vow , And shroud , within Saint Hilda's gloom , Her blasted hopes and wither'd bloom . VI . She sate upon the galley's ...
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... Gives ample space for full career : Opposed to the four points of heaven , By four deep gaps are entrance given . The ... give him rest ! Yet still the knightly spear and shield The Elfin Warrior doth wield , Upon the brown hill's breast ...
... Gives ample space for full career : Opposed to the four points of heaven , By four deep gaps are entrance given . The ... give him rest ! Yet still the knightly spear and shield The Elfin Warrior doth wield , Upon the brown hill's breast ...
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... give his rapture vent , The spur he to his charger lent , And raised his bridle hand , And making demi - volte in air , Cried , " Where's the coward that would not dare To fight for such a land ! " The Lindesay smiled his joy to see ...
... give his rapture vent , The spur he to his charger lent , And raised his bridle hand , And making demi - volte in air , Cried , " Where's the coward that would not dare To fight for such a land ! " The Lindesay smiled his joy to see ...
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... give to lightest lay An unpedantic moral gay , Nor less the dullest theme bid flit On wings of unexpected wit ; In letters as in life approved , Example honour'd , and beloved , Dear ELLIS ! to the bard impart A lesson of thy magic art ...
... give to lightest lay An unpedantic moral gay , Nor less the dullest theme bid flit On wings of unexpected wit ; In letters as in life approved , Example honour'd , and beloved , Dear ELLIS ! to the bard impart A lesson of thy magic art ...
Términos y frases comunes
ancient arms band battle bear beneath blood bold bore brow Bruce called castle cause changed charge close command course dark death deep Douglas Earl Edward England English face fair fame fear fell field fight fire followers force gave given grace hall hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill hold holy horse host hour Isles James John King knight Lady land light look Lord Lord Marmion Lorn loud maid Marmion meet morning mountain never noble notes o'er once pass plain raised rest rock rose round royal rude Saint scarce Scotland Scottish seem'd seen shore side sight soon sound spear spoke stood strong sword tale tell thee thou thought tide told took tower train wake wave wild wind
Pasajes populares
Página 53 - I long wooed 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 68 - Douglas' head. And first I tell thee, haughty peer, He, who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her State, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate. And, Douglas...
Página 14 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep, And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone ; The battled towers, the donjon keep, The loophole grates where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
Página 72 - 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.
Página 53 - 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 10 - Their summer gambols tell, and mourn, And anxious ask: "Will spring return, And birds and lambs again be gay, And blossoms clothe the hawthorn spray?" Yes, prattlers, yes. The daisy's flower Again shall paint your summer bower; Again the hawthorn shall supply The garlands you delight to tie; The lambs upon the lea shall bound, The wild birds carol to the round, And while you frolic light as they, Too short shall seem the summer day.
Página 107 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolonged and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Página 53 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Página 73 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow A ministering angel thou...
Página 11 - NELSON'S shrine ; And vainly pierce the solemn gloom, That shrouds, O PITT, thy hallowed tomb ! Deep graved in every British heart, O never let those names depart ! Say to your sons, — Lo, here his grave, Who victor died on Gadite wave; To him, as to the burning levin.