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... prince's bride ! Thy Ronald comes , and while in speed His galley mates the flying steed , He chides her sloth ! " - Fair Edith sigh'd , Blush'd , sadly smiled , and thus replied- XIII . " Sweet thought , but vain ! -No , Morag ! mark ...
... prince's bride ! Thy Ronald comes , and while in speed His galley mates the flying steed , He chides her sloth ! " - Fair Edith sigh'd , Blush'd , sadly smiled , and thus replied- XIII . " Sweet thought , but vain ! -No , Morag ! mark ...
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... Prince in nuptial tide , With Edith there his lovely bride , And her bold brother by her side , And many a chief , the flower and pride Of Western land and sea . Here pause we , gentles , for a space ; And , if our tale hath won your ...
... Prince in nuptial tide , With Edith there his lovely bride , And her bold brother by her side , And many a chief , the flower and pride Of Western land and sea . Here pause we , gentles , for a space ; And , if our tale hath won your ...
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... prince's throne ; But Owen Erraught said , " For forty years a seneschal , To marshal guests in bower and hall Has been my honour'd trade . Worship and birth to me are known , By look , by bearing , and by tone , Not by furr'd robe or ...
... prince's throne ; But Owen Erraught said , " For forty years a seneschal , To marshal guests in bower and hall Has been my honour'd trade . Worship and birth to me are known , By look , by bearing , and by tone , Not by furr'd robe or ...
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... Prince seem'd bent to press What Lorn , by his impatient cheer , And gesture fierce , scarce deign'd to hear . III . Starting at length with frowning look , His hand he clench'd , his head he shook , And sternly flung apart ; - “ And ...
... Prince seem'd bent to press What Lorn , by his impatient cheer , And gesture fierce , scarce deign'd to hear . III . Starting at length with frowning look , His hand he clench'd , his head he shook , And sternly flung apart ; - “ And ...
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... Prince seem'd bent to press What Lorn , by his impatient cheer , And gesture fierce , scarce deign'd to hear . III . Starting at length with frowning look , His hand he clench'd , his head he shook , And sternly flung apart ; - " And ...
... Prince seem'd bent to press What Lorn , by his impatient cheer , And gesture fierce , scarce deign'd to hear . III . Starting at length with frowning look , His hand he clench'd , his head he shook , And sternly flung apart ; - " And ...
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Page 202 - 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 103 - And that each naked precipice, Sable ravine, and dark abyss, Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen, but this, can show Some touch of Nature's genial glow ; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And heath-bells bud in deep Glencroe, And copse on Cruchan-Ben ; 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 147 - Scarba's isle, whose tortured shore Still rings to 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 ! XIL Ever the breeze blows merrily, But the galley ploughs no more the sea.
Page 131 - STRANGER ! if e'er thine ardent step hath traced The northern realms of ancient Caledon, Where the proud Queen of Wilderness hath placed, By lake and cataract, her lonely throne ; Sublime but sad delight thy soul hath known, Gazing on pathless glen and mountain high, Listing where from the cliffs the torrents thrown Mingle their echoes with the eagle's cry, And with the sounding lake, and with the moaning sky.
Page 146 - In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody. Nor doth its entrance front in vain To old lona's holy fane, That Nature's voice might seem to say, "Well hast thou done, frail Child of clay ! Thy humble powers that stately shrine Task'd high and hard — but witness mine...
Page 146 - 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, -VOL.