The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, Volume 6James Eastburn & Company, 1818 |
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... pomp took little part , Wistful a while she gazed - then pressed The maiden to her anxious breast In finished loveliness - and led To where a turret's airy head , Slender and steep , and battled round , O'erlooked , Canto I. 15 THE ISLES .
... pomp took little part , Wistful a while she gazed - then pressed The maiden to her anxious breast In finished loveliness - and led To where a turret's airy head , Slender and steep , and battled round , O'erlooked , Canto I. 15 THE ISLES .
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... that blithe beacon - light they steered , Whose lustre mingled well With the pale beam that now appeared , As the cold Moon her head upreared Above the eastern Fell . XXIII . Thus guided , on their course they bore 26 Canto I. THE LORD OF.
... that blithe beacon - light they steered , Whose lustre mingled well With the pale beam that now appeared , As the cold Moon her head upreared Above the eastern Fell . XXIII . Thus guided , on their course they bore 26 Canto I. THE LORD OF.
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... head , And down her long dark tresses shed , As the wild vine , in tendrils spread , Droops from the mountain oak . Him followed close that elder Lord , And in his hand a sheathed sword , Such as few arms could wield ; But when he bound ...
... head , And down her long dark tresses shed , As the wild vine , in tendrils spread , Droops from the mountain oak . Him followed close that elder Lord , And in his hand a sheathed sword , Such as few arms could wield ; But when he bound ...
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... head , Rends Honour's scutcheon from thy hearse , Stills o'er thy bier the holy verse , And spurns thy corpse from hallowed ground , Flung like vile carrion to the hound ! Such is the dire and desperate doom , For sacrilege , decreed by ...
... head , Rends Honour's scutcheon from thy hearse , Stills o'er thy bier the holy verse , And spurns thy corpse from hallowed ground , Flung like vile carrion to the hound ! Such is the dire and desperate doom , For sacrilege , decreed by ...
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... head , And give thee as an outcast o'er To him who burns to shed thy gore ; - But , like the Midianite of old , Who stood on Zophim , heaven - controlled , I feel within mine aged breast A power that will not be repressed . It prompts ...
... head , And give thee as an outcast o'er To him who burns to shed thy gore ; - But , like the Midianite of old , Who stood on Zophim , heaven - controlled , I feel within mine aged breast A power that will not be repressed . It prompts ...
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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.