The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart, Volumen31822 |
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Página 195
... ween , he had not spoke , And , save with bread and water clear , His fast he ne'er had broke . Amid the penitential flock , Seem'd none more bent to pray ; But , when the Holy Father spoke , He rose , and went his way . Again unto his ...
... ween , he had not spoke , And , save with bread and water clear , His fast he ne'er had broke . Amid the penitential flock , Seem'd none more bent to pray ; But , when the Holy Father spoke , He rose , and went his way . Again unto his ...
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... ween , As sorrow could desire ; For , nodding to the fall - was each crumbling wall , And the roof was scathed with fire . It fell upon a summer's eve , While , on Carnethy's head , The last faint gleams of the sun's low beams Had ...
... ween , As sorrow could desire ; For , nodding to the fall - was each crumbling wall , And the roof was scathed with fire . It fell upon a summer's eve , While , on Carnethy's head , The last faint gleams of the sun's low beams Had ...
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... ween , he was , Nor ever raised his eye , Until he came to that dreary place , Which did all in ruins lie . He gazed on the walls so scathed with fire , With many a bitter groan- And there was aware of a Grey Friar , Resting him on a ...
... ween , he was , Nor ever raised his eye , Until he came to that dreary place , Which did all in ruins lie . He gazed on the walls so scathed with fire , With many a bitter groan- And there was aware of a Grey Friar , Resting him on a ...
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... ween , Shall make him wink and warre to see . " When he is bloody , and all to bledde , Thus to his men he still shall say- * King Alexander ; killed by a fall from his horse , near Kinghorn . " For God's sake , turn ye back again , 260 ...
... ween , Shall make him wink and warre to see . " When he is bloody , and all to bledde , Thus to his men he still shall say- * King Alexander ; killed by a fall from his horse , near Kinghorn . " For God's sake , turn ye back again , 260 ...
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... the rankling wound . With gentle hand and soothing tongue , She bore the leech's part ; And , while she o'er his sick - bed hung , He paid her with his heart . O fatal was the gift , I ween ! For Part III . 271 THOMAS THE RHYMER .
... the rankling wound . With gentle hand and soothing tongue , She bore the leech's part ; And , while she o'er his sick - bed hung , He paid her with his heart . O fatal was the gift , I ween ! For Part III . 271 THOMAS THE RHYMER .
Términos y frases comunes
ancient Angus arms Auchendinny ballad band banner Baron battle BATTLE OF SEMPACH blast blood Bothwellhaugh brave bride brow castle Clare Count Albert Countess of Dunbar dark death deep distant Douglas Earl English Ercildoun Evandale fair fear fell fight Flodden gallant Glenfinlas grey GREY BROTHER hall Hamilton hand harp head hear heard heart heaven Highland hill holy horse James King lady land light Lord Marmion loud maid mark'd Marmion Merlin Mount Lebanon mountain ne'er nigh night noble Moringer Note o'er palmer pilgrim Post and Pair prayer pride priest prophecies prophetic regent ride rode ruins Saint Scotland Scots Scottish shal shalt slain song spear St Fillan steed stood Surrey Surrey's sword ta'en tale tell thee Thomas lay THOMAS THE RHYMER thou tide tower tree True Thomas Twas Tweed vassals ween wild Wilton wind
Pasajes populares
Página 58 - But see ! look up — on Flodden bent The Scottish foe has fired his tent.' And sudden, as he spoke, From the sharp ridges of the hill, All downward to the banks of Till, Was wreathed in sable smoke. Volumed and...
Página 69 - 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 66 - 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 61 - 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 wavered 'mid the foes.
Página 7 - And carols roared with blithesome din ; If unmelodious was the song, It was a hearty note and strong. Who lists may in their mumming see Traces of ancient mystery...
Página 65 - Tunstall lies dead upon the field, His lifeblood stains the spotless shield ; 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 4 - And brought blithe Christmas back again, With all his hospitable train. Domestic and religious rite Gave honour to the holy night ; On Christmas Eve the bells were rung ; On Christmas Eve the mass was sung : That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear.
Página 315 - Dark green was that spot mid the brown mountain heather, Where the Pilgrim of Nature lay stretched in decay, Like the corpse of an outcast abandoned to weather Till the mountain-winds wasted the tenantless clay.
Página 61 - Scotland's fight. Then fell that spotless banner white, The Howard's lion fell; Yet still Lord Marmion's falcon flew With wavering flight, while fiercer grew Around the battle-yell. The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon...
Página 6 - Scrubbed till it shone, the day to grace, Bore then upon its massive board No mark to part the squire and lord. Then was brought in the lusty brawn By old blue-coated serving-man ; Then the grim boar's head frowned on high, Crested with bays and rosemary.