Miscellaneous PoemsA. Constable and Company, 1820 - 448 páginas |
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... leaves that dance in its sighs ; Courteous as monarch the morn he is crown'd , Generous as spring - dews that bless the glad ground ; Noble her blood as the currents that met In the veins of the noblest Plantagenet— Such must her form ...
... leaves that dance in its sighs ; Courteous as monarch the morn he is crown'd , Generous as spring - dews that bless the glad ground ; Noble her blood as the currents that met In the veins of the noblest Plantagenet— Such must her form ...
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... leaves , That drop when no winds blow . " - VI . " Then come thou hither , Henry , my page , Whom I saved from the sack of Hermitage , When that dark castle , tower , and spire , Rose to the skies a pile of fire , And redden'd all the ...
... leaves , That drop when no winds blow . " - VI . " Then come thou hither , Henry , my page , Whom I saved from the sack of Hermitage , When that dark castle , tower , and spire , Rose to the skies a pile of fire , And redden'd all the ...
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... leaves . The weighty baton of command Now bears down her sinking hand , On her shoulder droops her head ; Net of pearl and golden thread , Bursting , gave her locks to flow O'er her arm and breast of snow . And so lovely seem'd she ...
... leaves . The weighty baton of command Now bears down her sinking hand , On her shoulder droops her head ; Net of pearl and golden thread , Bursting , gave her locks to flow O'er her arm and breast of snow . And so lovely seem'd she ...
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... she weaves , Of rowan , birch , and alder leaves , So lovely , and so lone . There's no illusion there ; these flowers , That wailing brook , these lovely bowers , Are , Lucy , all our own ; And , 86 CANTO III . THE BRIDAL.
... she weaves , Of rowan , birch , and alder leaves , So lovely , and so lone . There's no illusion there ; these flowers , That wailing brook , these lovely bowers , Are , Lucy , all our own ; And , 86 CANTO III . THE BRIDAL.
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... leaves of state Was framed a wicket window - grate ; And ere he ventured more , The gallant Knight took earnest view The grated wicket - window through . XX . Oh for his arms ! Of martial weed Had never mortal Knight such need ! — He ...
... leaves of state Was framed a wicket window - grate ; And ere he ventured more , The gallant Knight took earnest view The grated wicket - window through . XX . Oh for his arms ! Of martial weed Had never mortal Knight such need ! — He ...
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answer'd arms Arthur bard BATTLE OF SEMPACH beneath blood bold bore bower breast BRIDAL OF TRIERMAIN bride bright brooklet brow busk Caliburn CANTO castle Count Harold courser Dane dare dark daughter deep Donald Caird's dread EDINBURGH ANNUAL fair faith falchion fame fear fell flame flung gallant gaze glance Glaramara glen gold grace Gregalach Gunnar Gyneth's hall hand HAROLD THE DAUNTLESS hath hauberk hear heard heart heaven hill Jutta King King Arthur knight lady land Lord Lucy maid maiden Metelill minstrel Monarch morning ne'er nigh noble Moringer o'er pale pass'd Pibroch Piobaireachd Prelate pride priest rock Roland De Vaux round Saint seem'd sire sleep slumber smile song sought soul sound spear spoke steed stern stone Sultaun sword tale tell thee thine thou tower twas vale Valley of Saint vassal Vaux warder Warrior ween wild Witikind's Wulfstane
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Página 382 - Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded: Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come; See how they gather! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Knell for the onset!
Página 381 - Come away, come away, Hark to the summons ! Come in your war array, Gentles and commons. Come from deep glen, and From mountain so rocky, The war-pipe and pennon Are at Inverlocky. Come every hill-plaid, and True heart that wears one, Come every steel blade, and Strong hand that bears one.
Página 378 - O, fear not the bugle, though loudly it blows, It calls but the warders that guard thy repose ; Their bows would be bended, their blades would be red, Ere the step of a foeman draws near to thy bed. O ho ro, i ri ri, &c.
Página 337 - Fled past on right and left how fast Each forest, grove, and bower ! On right and left fled past how fast Each city, town, and tower ! XLIX. " Dost fear ? dost fear ? The moon shines clear, Dost fear to ride with me ? — Hurrah ! hurrah ! the dead can ride ! " — " O William, let them be !— " See there, see there ! What yonder swings And creaks 'mid whistling rain ? " — " Gibbet and steel, th' accursed wheel ; A murderer in his chain.
Página 386 - the lake's clear breast May barter for the eagle's nest; The Awe's fierce stream may backward turn, Ben-Cruaichan fall, and crush Kilchurn; Our kilted clans, when blood is high, Before their foes may turn and fly; But I, were all these marvels done, Would never wed the Earlie's son.
Página 377 - ... not lack, Nor braid to bind your hair; Nor mettled hound, nor managed hawk, Nor palfrey fresh and fair; And you, the foremost o...
Página 382 - Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended; Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page, and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume, Blended with heather.
Página 375 - Now let this wilfu' grief be done, And dry that cheek so pale ; Young Frank is chief of Errington And lord of Langley-dale ; His step is first in peaceful ha...
Página 389 - O'er the peak of Ben-Lomond the galley shall steer, And the rocks of Craig Royston like icicles melt, Ere our wrongs be forgot, or our vengeance unfelt ! Then gather, gather, gather, Gregalach !
Página 338 - Tramp! tramp! along the land they rode, Splash! splash! along the sea; The scourge is red, the spur drops blood, The flashing pebbles flee.