The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, Volume 6James Eastburn & Company, 1818 |
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... command , they stood , And proffered greeting brief and rude , But acted courtesy so ill , As seemed of fear , and not of will . " Wanderers we are , as you may be ; Men hither driven by wind and sea , Who , if you list to taste our ...
... command , they stood , And proffered greeting brief and rude , But acted courtesy so ill , As seemed of fear , and not of will . " Wanderers we are , as you may be ; Men hither driven by wind and sea , Who , if you list to taste our ...
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... command To waft them o'er to Carrick strand . These are blithe news ! -but mark the close ! Edward , the deadliest of our foes , As with his host be northward passed , Hath on the Borders breathed his last . " - IV . Still stood the ...
... command To waft them o'er to Carrick strand . These are blithe news ! -but mark the close ! Edward , the deadliest of our foes , As with his host be northward passed , Hath on the Borders breathed his last . " - IV . Still stood the ...
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... command , A beacon gleamed o'er sea and land , From Canna's tower , that , steep and gray , Like falcon - nest o'erhangs the bay . Seek not the giddy crag to climb , To view the turret scathed by time ; It is a task of doubt and fear To ...
... command , A beacon gleamed o'er sea and land , From Canna's tower , that , steep and gray , Like falcon - nest o'erhangs the bay . Seek not the giddy crag to climb , To view the turret scathed by time ; It is a task of doubt and fear To ...
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... And each his ashen bow unbent , And gave his pastime o'er , And at the Island Lord's command , For hunting spear took warrior's brand . On Scooreigg next a warning light Summoned her warriors to Canto IV . 130 THE ISLES .
... And each his ashen bow unbent , And gave his pastime o'er , And at the Island Lord's command , For hunting spear took warrior's brand . On Scooreigg next a warning light Summoned her warriors to Canto IV . 130 THE ISLES .
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... command , Well may I yield the plighted hand . And O ! for better fortune born , Grudge not a passing sigh to mourn Her who was Edith once of Lorn ! " - One single flash of glad surprise Just glanced from Isabel's dark eyes , But ...
... command , Well may I yield the plighted hand . And O ! for better fortune born , Grudge not a passing sigh to mourn Her who was Edith once of Lorn ! " - One single flash of glad surprise Just glanced from Isabel's dark eyes , But ...
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Abbot Allaster ancient Angus Og archers Argentine Argyleshire arms Arran Artornish banner Barbour bark battle battle of Bannockburn battle of Methven bear beneath blood bold bore brave Brodick brother brow Bruce called CANTO Carrick castle cell chief Chieftain Colonsay command Comyn Coolin cried dark Douglas Duci Hibernicorum E'en Earl Edith Edward Edward Bruce England's English fair Fair Lords fame fear fell fierce fight fled galley glance gleams hand hast hath head heart Heaven host Isabel island Isle of Arran Isles John King Robert knight land Liege light Lord Ronald Lorn Lorn's Maid of Lorn minstrel monarch mountain mute ne'er Nigel Bruce noble Note o'er plaid round royal rude sail Saint Scotland Scottish seemed seid shore slain Somerled sought spear stern strife sunk sword tell thee thine thou tide tower Turnberry Twas wake warriors wave Western Isles wild
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Page 103 - Nature herself, it seemed, 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.
Page 218 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire; Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Page 142 - O! many a shaft at random sent Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word at random spoken May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
Page 74 - But here, — above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken. For all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone...
Page 104 - Corrievreken's roar, And lonely Colonsay; — Scenes sung by him who sings no more ! His bright and brief career is o'er, And mute his tuneful strains ; Quench'd is his lamp of varied lore, That loved the light of song to pour ; A distant and a deadly shore Has LEYDEN'S cold remains ! XII.
Page 172 - He spurred his steed, he couched his lance, And darted on the Bruce at once. As motionless as rocks that bide The...
Page 304 - Before all other that there were. And knew the king, for that he saw Him so range his men on row ; And by the crown, that was set Also upon his bassenet, And towards him he went on haste.