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... heard the fated thunder's sound , Till burst the bolt on yonder shore , Rolled , blazed , destroyed , -and was no more . Nor mourn ye less his perished worth , Who bade the conqueror go forth , And launched that thunderbolt of war On ...
... heard the fated thunder's sound , Till burst the bolt on yonder shore , Rolled , blazed , destroyed , -and was no more . Nor mourn ye less his perished worth , Who bade the conqueror go forth , And launched that thunderbolt of war On ...
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... heard the Border Minstrel's rhyme : His Gothic harp has o'er you rung ; The bard you deigned to praise , your deathless names has sung . Stay yet , illusion , stay a while , My wildered fancy still beguile ! From this high theme how can ...
... heard the Border Minstrel's rhyme : His Gothic harp has o'er you rung ; The bard you deigned to praise , your deathless names has sung . Stay yet , illusion , stay a while , My wildered fancy still beguile ! From this high theme how can ...
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... heard again Renewed such legendary strain ; For thou hast sung , how He of Gaul , That Amadis so famed in hall , For Oriana , foiled in fight The Necromancer's felon might ; * The New Forest in Hampshire , anciently so called . + ...
... heard again Renewed such legendary strain ; For thou hast sung , how He of Gaul , That Amadis so famed in hall , For Oriana , foiled in fight The Necromancer's felon might ; * The New Forest in Hampshire , anciently so called . + ...
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... heard . X. The guards their morrice - pikes advanced , The trumpets flourished brave , The cannon from the ramparts glanced , And thundering welcome gave . A blythe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound , For , as ...
... heard . X. The guards their morrice - pikes advanced , The trumpets flourished brave , The cannon from the ramparts glanced , And thundering welcome gave . A blythe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound , For , as ...
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... heard in vain.` XIV . " Now , good Lord Marmion , " Heron says , " Of your fair courtesy , * The rest of this old ballad may be found in the note . I pray you bide some little space , In this CANTO I. 37 THE CASTLE .
... heard in vain.` XIV . " Now , good Lord Marmion , " Heron says , " Of your fair courtesy , * The rest of this old ballad may be found in the note . I pray you bide some little space , In this CANTO I. 37 THE CASTLE .
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Abbess abbot ancient armed beneath bold breast called CANTO castle chapel charms Dane dark death deep donjon Durham Earl elfin Erskine Ettricke Ettricke Forest fair falcon falcon crest fear Firth of Clyde Fitz-Eustace foes Friar John gentle grace grave Guenever hall hand hath hear heard heart heaven hermit Heron Hilda Holy Island holy vessell honoured horse hounds hunt king knight lady lady's lake lance land lerges Lindisfarn lonely Lord Marmion minstrels monks mountain ne'er never noble Norham Norham Castle Northumberland Note nuns o'er Palmer Perkin Warbeck pray proud Ridley rock round rude rung scarce Scotland Scottes Scottish Scottish marches seemed Shewed shield shrine Sir Launcelot sound spell squire St Cuthbert steed stone stood sword tale Tamworth tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought toil tomb tower Twas wall Warkworth Whitby Whitby's wild William
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Página 133 - To him the venerable Priest, Our frequent and familiar guest, Whose life and manners well could paint Alike the student and the saint ; Alas ! whose speech too oft I broke With gambol rude and timeless joke : For I was wayward, bold, and wild, A self-will'd imp, a grandame's child ; But half a plague, and half a jest, Was still endured, beloved, caress'd.
Página 146 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her ? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying.
Página 145 - Soft shall be his pillow. There, through the summer day, Cool streams are laving ; There, while the tempests sway, Scarce are boughs waving ; There, thy rest shalt thou take, Parted for ever, Never again to wake, Never, O never ! CHOUUS.
Página 212 - With these arms I found many of them armed for the hunting. As for their attire, any man, of what degree soever, that comes amongst them, must not disdain to wear it ; for if they do, then they will disdain to hunt, or willingly to bring in their dogs ; but if men be kind unto them, and be in their habit, then are they conquered with kindness, and the sport will be plentiful.
Página 5 - And far beneath their summer hill, Stray sadly by Glenkinnon's rill : The shepherd shifts his mantle's fold, And wraps him closer from the cold ; His dogs no merry circles wheel, But, shivering, follow at his heel ; A cowering glance they often cast, As deeper moans the gathering blast.
Página 130 - Lay velvet tufts of loveliest green; And well the lonely infant knew Recesses where the wall-flower grew, And honey-suckle loved to crawl Up the low crag and ruined wall. I deemed such nooks the sweetest shade The sun in all his round surveyed...
Página 214 - Then after we had staid there three hours, or thereabouts, we might perceive the deer appear on the hills round about us (their heads making a show like a wood), which being followed close by the...
Página 180 - And therewith upon his hands, and upon his knees, he went so nigh, that he touched the holy vessell, and kissed it: And anon he was hole, and then he said, " Lord God, I thank thee, for I am healed of this malady.
Página 26 - George's banner, broad and gay, Now faded, as the fading ray Less bright, and less, was flung; The evening gale had scarce the power To wave it on the donjon tower, So heavily it hung.
Página 131 - Methought grim features, seam'd with scars, Glared through the window's rusty bars, And ever, by the winter hearth, Old tales I heard of woe or mirth, Of lovers' slights, of ladies' charms, Of witches