The vision of don Roderick; a poem. (Royal copy). |
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... eye : There , rich with vineyard and with olive glade , Or deep - embrowned by forests huge and high , Or washed by mighty streams , that slowly mur- mured by . XVIII . And here , as erst upon the antique 38 THE VISION OF.
... eye : There , rich with vineyard and with olive glade , Or deep - embrowned by forests huge and high , Or washed by mighty streams , that slowly mur- mured by . XVIII . And here , as erst upon the antique 38 THE VISION OF.
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... forest . It is known to the English reader by the paraphrase of Gray , beginning , Had I but the torrent's might , With headlong rage and wild affright , & c . But it is not so generally known that the champions , mourned in this ...
... forest . It is known to the English reader by the paraphrase of Gray , beginning , Had I but the torrent's might , With headlong rage and wild affright , & c . But it is not so generally known that the champions , mourned in this ...
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... Forest . As the alliance was thought unsuitable by her parents , the young man went abroad . During his absence , the lady fell into a consumption ; and at length , as the only means of saving her life , her father consented that her ...
... Forest . As the alliance was thought unsuitable by her parents , the young man went abroad . During his absence , the lady fell into a consumption ; and at length , as the only means of saving her life , her father consented that her ...
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... forest dingle . Though fair her gems of azure hue , Beneath the dew - drop's weight reclining ; I've seen an eye of lovelier blue , More sweet through wat❜ry lustre shining . The summer sun that dew shall dry , Ere yet MISCELLANEOUS ...
... forest dingle . Though fair her gems of azure hue , Beneath the dew - drop's weight reclining ; I've seen an eye of lovelier blue , More sweet through wat❜ry lustre shining . The summer sun that dew shall dry , Ere yet MISCELLANEOUS ...
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... Forest of Glenmore is drear , It is all of black pine , and the dark oak - tree ; And the midnight wind , to the mountain deer , Is whistling the forest lullaby : - The moon looks through the drifting storm , But the troubled lake ...
... Forest of Glenmore is drear , It is all of black pine , and the dark oak - tree ; And the midnight wind , to the mountain deer , Is whistling the forest lullaby : - The moon looks through the drifting storm , But the troubled lake ...
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ancient Arabs arms army bade band bard Barosa battle won beneath blaze blithe blood bold Bolero British burst castanet cavalry cave Christians Count Julian dark desperate Don Roderick dread Edition enemy Ettrick Ettrick forest fame fate fell fight flame Florinda's flung foes forest French Fuentes d'Honoro Galicia gallant Gothic Goths Græme Grenada harp hath heard heart heaven Hispania honour JAMES BALLANTYNE Kilsyth king ladies gay land legions light lords and ladies loved Massena mighty mingled minstrel minstrelsy Monarch's Moors mountain ne'er Norsemen Note o'er Oppas Orelia Patriot Pausayl Poem Portugal Prelate proud ranks Recisundo renowned roar ruins rung Saracens scene Scotland shew shout shriek siege slain Spain Spaniards Spanish squadrons stern strain sword tale Tarik Tecbir thine throne thunders Toledo tower tradition Tweed VALOUR verse victory VISION OF DON voice Waken lords wall WALTER SCOTT war-cry warrior wild Zaragoza
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Página 149 - Diamonds on the brake are gleaming, And foresters have busy been To track the buck in thicket green ; Now we come to chant our lay Waken, lords and ladies gay, To the greenwood haste away ; We can show you where he lies, Fleet of foot and tall of size ; We can show the marks he made When 'gainst the oak his antlers fray'd ; You shall see him brought to bay ; Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Página 150 - You shall see him brought to bay, "Waken, lords and ladies gay." Louder, louder chant the lay, "Waken, lords and ladies gay;" Tell them, youth and mirth and glee Run a course as well as we. Time, stern huntsman, who can baulk, Staunch as hound, and fleet as hawk? Think of this, and rise with day, Gentle lords and ladies gay.
Página 141 - O LOVERS' eyes are sharp to see, And lovers' ears in hearing; And love, in life's extremity, Can lend an hour of cheering. Disease had been in Mary's bower, And slow decay from mourning, Though now she sits on Neidpath's tower, To watch her love's returning. All sunk and dim her eyes so bright, \ Her form decay'd by pining, Till through her wasted hand, at night.
Página 121 - They shall run to and fro in the city, they shall run upon the wall, they shall climb up upon the houses, they shall enter in at the windows like a thief.
Página 121 - They shall run like mighty men, they shall climb the wall like men of war, and they shall march every one on his ways, and they shall not break their ranks ; neither shall one thrust another, they shall walk every one in his path : and when they fall upon the sword, they shall not be wounded.
Página 120 - Like the noise of chariots on the tops of mountains shall they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devoureth the stubble, as a strong people set in battle array.
Página 120 - Lord cometh, for it is nigh at hand ; a day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick darkness, as the morning spread upon the mountains : a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after it, even to the years of many generations.
Página 148 - Waken, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day; All the jolly chase is here, With hawk and horse and hunting-spear Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they, "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Página 142 - You saw the taper shining ; By fits, a sultry hectic hue Across her cheek was flying ; By fits, so ashy pale she grew, Her maidens thought her dying. Yet keenest powers to see and hear...
Página 152 - ... violet in her green-wood bower, Where birchen boughs with hazels mingle, May boast itself the fairest flower In glen, or copse, or forest dingle. Though fair her gems of azure hue, Beneath the dew-drop's weight reclining; I've seen an eye of lovelier blue, More sweet through wat'ry lustre shining.