The Lands of ScottOsgood, 1871 - 508 páginas |
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... Lord Walter Scott of Buccleuch , then lying dead in the castle , slain by certain Kerrs in a street of Edinburgh . Their young son and their daughter Mar- garet , and many retainers , were mourning over him , while of " Nine - and ...
... Lord Walter Scott of Buccleuch , then lying dead in the castle , slain by certain Kerrs in a street of Edinburgh . Their young son and their daughter Mar- garet , and many retainers , were mourning over him , while of " Nine - and ...
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... Lord Cranstoun served he . " Suddenly this creature " Waves his long lean arm on high , And signs to the lovers to part and fly ; No time was then to vow or sigh . " Margaret hurried away : Lord Henry vaulted to the saddle , and soon ...
... Lord Cranstoun served he . " Suddenly this creature " Waves his long lean arm on high , And signs to the lovers to part and fly ; No time was then to vow or sigh . " Margaret hurried away : Lord Henry vaulted to the saddle , and soon ...
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... Lord Buccleuch to Lord Dacre of the English Marches . Mean- while , the Dwarf , transforming himself by the spell he had read from the Magic Book , assumed the boy's place at Branksome , where " It may be hardly thought or said , The ...
... Lord Buccleuch to Lord Dacre of the English Marches . Mean- while , the Dwarf , transforming himself by the spell he had read from the Magic Book , assumed the boy's place at Branksome , where " It may be hardly thought or said , The ...
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... lords , - - That " foemen triumph in the thought , That in the toils the lion's caught . " That " Douglas holds his weapon - schaw Already on dark Ruberslaw : " That " on the Liddel's northern strand , To bar retreat to Cumberland , Lord ...
... lords , - - That " foemen triumph in the thought , That in the toils the lion's caught . " That " Douglas holds his weapon - schaw Already on dark Ruberslaw : " That " on the Liddel's northern strand , To bar retreat to Cumberland , Lord ...
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... Lord Henry's at her feet . " - - Margaret and her true knight were left together . Afterwards , the single combat was fought . One should know how the Minstrel sings the whole story of it , and that story is too long for this sketch ...
... Lord Henry's at her feet . " - - Margaret and her true knight were left together . Afterwards , the single combat was fought . One should know how the Minstrel sings the whole story of it , and that story is too long for this sketch ...
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Página 39 - Douglas' head ! And first, I tell thee, haughty peer, He who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate ; And, Douglas, more I tell thee here, — Even in thy pitch of pride, — Here in thy hold, thy vassals near (Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your...
Página 46 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
Página 104 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, 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, In varied tone prolonged and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Página 28 - With massive arches broad and round, That rose alternate, row and row, On ponderous columns, short and low, Built ere the art was known, By pointed aisle, and shafted stalk, The arcades of an alley'd walk To emulate in stone. On the deep walls the heathen Dane Had pourM his impious rage in vain ; And needful was such strength to these, Exposed to the tempestuous seas, Scourged by the winds...
Página 62 - Is it the thunder's solemn sound That mutters deep and dread, Or echoes from the groaning ground The warrior's measured tread ? Is it the lightning's quivering glance That on the thicket streams, Or do they flash on spear and lance The sun's retiring beams?
Página 23 - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSH'D is the harp — the Minstrel...
Página 39 - England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate; And, Douglas, more I tell thee here, Even in thy pitch of pride, Here in thy hold, thy vassals near, (Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your hands upon your sword), I tell thee, thou'rt defied!
Página iv - To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Página 39 - I tell thee, thou'rt defied ! And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied...
Página 12 - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...