The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Volumen 1Little, Brown & Company; Shepard, Clark and Brown, 1857 |
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... give a precise opinion on a poem so much out of the common road , but that as they walked home together to the city , they had talked much on the subject , and the result was an earnest de- sire that I would proceed with the composition ...
... give a precise opinion on a poem so much out of the common road , but that as they walked home together to the city , they had talked much on the subject , and the result was an earnest de- sire that I would proceed with the composition ...
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... give complete satisfaction . The execution is always extremely unequal ; and though the writer sometimes touches upon the appropriate feeling with great effect and felicity , still , this appears to be done more by accident than design ...
... give complete satisfaction . The execution is always extremely unequal ; and though the writer sometimes touches upon the appropriate feeling with great effect and felicity , still , this appears to be done more by accident than design ...
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... give heavy strokes . " The Jedwood- axe was a sort of partisan , used by horsemen , as appears from the arms of Jedburgh , which bear a cavalier mounted , and armed with this weapon . It is also called a Jedwood or Jeddart staff . 2 ...
... give heavy strokes . " The Jedwood- axe was a sort of partisan , used by horsemen , as appears from the arms of Jedburgh , which bear a cavalier mounted , and armed with this weapon . It is also called a Jedwood or Jeddart staff . 2 ...
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... gives thee , see thou keep ; Stay not thou for food or sleep : Be it scroll , or be it book , Into it , Knight , thou must not look ; If thou readest , thou art lorn ! Better had'st thou ne'er been born . " - XXIV . " O swiftly can ...
... gives thee , see thou keep ; Stay not thou for food or sleep : Be it scroll , or be it book , Into it , Knight , thou must not look ; If thou readest , thou art lorn ! Better had'st thou ne'er been born . " - XXIV . " O swiftly can ...
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... give each knight his vantage - ground . V. In rapid round the Baron bent ; He sigh'd a sigh , and pray'd a prayer ; The prayer was to his patron saint , The sigh was to his ladye fair . Stout Deloraine nor sigh'd nor pray'd , Nor saint ...
... give each knight his vantage - ground . V. In rapid round the Baron bent ; He sigh'd a sigh , and pray'd a prayer ; The prayer was to his patron saint , The sigh was to his ladye fair . Stout Deloraine nor sigh'd nor pray'd , Nor saint ...
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Página 92 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Página 65 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
Página 36 - Stuarts' throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had call'd his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorn'd and poor, He begg'd his bread from door to door, And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp a king had loved to hear.
Página 38 - Duchess marked his weary pace, His timid mien, and reverend face, And bade her page the menials tell, That they should tend the old man well : For she had known adversity...
Página 163 - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Página 66 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave, Then go— but go alone the while — Then view St. David's ruined pile ; And, home' returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Página 199 - Tis not because the ring they ride, And Lindesay at the ring rides well, But that my sire the wine will chide If 'tis not fill'd by Rosabelle.
Página 199 - O'er Roslin all that dreary night A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam ; 'Twas broader than the watch-fire light, And redder than the bright moonbeam. It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copse-wood glen ; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from...
Página 40 - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot: Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied : And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the latest minstrel sung.
Página 180 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...