The Lands of ScottOsgood, 1871 - 508 páginas |
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... head , And her heart throbbed high with pride : - " Your mountains shall bend , And your streams ascend , Ere Margaret be our foeman's bride ! ' " ' She went to the hall where her young son was playing among her armed retainers , and ...
... head , And her heart throbbed high with pride : - " Your mountains shall bend , And your streams ascend , Ere Margaret be our foeman's bride ! ' " ' She went to the hall where her young son was playing among her armed retainers , and ...
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... head and anxious heart , All in her lonely bower apart , In broken sleep she lay . By times , from silken couch she rose ; While yet the banner'd hosts repose , She view'd the dawning day : Of all the hundreds sunk to rest , First woke ...
... head and anxious heart , All in her lonely bower apart , In broken sleep she lay . By times , from silken couch she rose ; While yet the banner'd hosts repose , She view'd the dawning day : Of all the hundreds sunk to rest , First woke ...
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... heads of convents three : All servants of Saint Benedict , The statutes of whose order strict On iron table lay ... head , And down her slender form they spread In ringlets rich and rare . Constance de Beverley they know , Sister ...
... heads of convents three : All servants of Saint Benedict , The statutes of whose order strict On iron table lay ... head , And down her slender form they spread In ringlets rich and rare . Constance de Beverley they know , Sister ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... head ? ' " And then he learned the tragedy at Lindisfarne , but too late for redress . Dying , he exclaimed , - " I would the Fiend , to whom belongs The vengeance due to all her wrongs , Would spare me but a day ! For wasting fire ...
... head ? ' " And then he learned the tragedy at Lindisfarne , but too late for redress . Dying , he exclaimed , - " I would the Fiend , to whom belongs The vengeance due to all her wrongs , Would spare me but a day ! For wasting fire ...
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Abbey Abbotsford action Amy Robsart ancient appeared associated Avenel ballad beautiful Ben Ledi beneath Border built castle celebrated century chapter character charming chief church Covenanters crags Cumnor curious dark delightful described Douglas Duke Earl edifice Edinburgh England excursion Fast Castle father feet high Glasgow glen gray Guy Mannering Hall Highland hills hundred Innerleithen interesting Ivanhoe Jeanie Kennaquhair King Knight Lady lake land latter lived Loch lofty Lord Marmion Melrose miles monument mountain nearly noble novel o'er Old Mortality once Osbaldistone perhaps persons Peveril picturesque pleasant poem portion Queen Redgauntlet region rising Rob Roy rock Rokeby Park romantic route royal ruins Saint scene scenery Scotland Scottish seat side Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott sketched Smailholm Tower stone story style thence tion tour tower town travellers vale walls Walter Scott Waverley wild writer wrote Yarrow
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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...