The poetical works of Walter Scott, Том 7 |
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... , Rich Mexico I had marched through , And sacked the splendours of Peru , Till sunk Pizarro's daring name , And , Cortez , thine , in Bertram's fame ! " " Still from the purpose wilt thou stray ! Good 22 Canto I. ROKEBY .
... , Rich Mexico I had marched through , And sacked the splendours of Peru , Till sunk Pizarro's daring name , And , Cortez , thine , in Bertram's fame ! " " Still from the purpose wilt thou stray ! Good 22 Canto I. ROKEBY .
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... till now , With rugged Bertram's breast and brow . But I resume . The battle's rage Was like the strife which currents wage , Where Orinoco , in his pride , Rolls to the main no tribute tide , But ' gainst broad ocean urges far A rival ...
... till now , With rugged Bertram's breast and brow . But I resume . The battle's rage Was like the strife which currents wage , Where Orinoco , in his pride , Rolls to the main no tribute tide , But ' gainst broad ocean urges far A rival ...
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sir Walter Scott (bart.) Ambiguous , till that heart of flame , Hot Rupert , on our squadrons came , Hurling against our spears a line Of gallants , fiery as their wine ; Then ours , though stubborn in their zeal , In zeal's despite ...
sir Walter Scott (bart.) Ambiguous , till that heart of flame , Hot Rupert , on our squadrons came , Hurling against our spears a line Of gallants , fiery as their wine ; Then ours , though stubborn in their zeal , In zeal's despite ...
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... Till , like a stream that bursts its bank , Fierce Rupert thundered on our flank . ' Twas then , midst tumult , smoke , and strife , Where each man fought for death or life , ' Twas then I fired my petronel , And Mortham , steed and ...
... Till , like a stream that bursts its bank , Fierce Rupert thundered on our flank . ' Twas then , midst tumult , smoke , and strife , Where each man fought for death or life , ' Twas then I fired my petronel , And Mortham , steed and ...
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... till the rising day ; Warned by the legends of my youth , I trust not an associate's truth . Do not my native dales prolong Of Percy Rede the tragic song , Trained forward to his bloody fall , By Girsonfield , that treacherous Hall ...
... till the rising day ; Warned by the legends of my youth , I trust not an associate's truth . Do not my native dales prolong Of Percy Rede the tragic song , Trained forward to his bloody fall , By Girsonfield , that treacherous Hall ...
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Allen-a-Dale armie arms bade Barnard Castle battle beneath Bertram blood bold brand brave breast Brignal brow buccaneers called CANTO Captain chace cheek cliffs command comrades dæmon dark death Denzil desperate dread drew Dymas Earl Earl of Newcastle English Eugene Aram fair fear fierce fight foot gallant gave glance glow Greta woods grey hand hath hear heard heart heir horse hound hour Irish king knew Lond lone Lord Lord Mountjoy loud Lunedale maid mantle Matilda mood Mortham ne'er nigh night Note o'er O'Neale Oswald pale pride queen rebels Risingham river river Greta rock Rokeby Rokeby's round Roundheads Scottish Highlanders seem'd shew side sire smile song sought soul Stanmore stream sword tale Tanist Tanistry Tees thee ther thine thou tide tower turn'd Twas Tyrone victory wealth ween wild Wilfrid wind wing wont Wycliffe Wycliffe's young Redmond youth
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Сторінка 121 - I list no more the tuck of drum, No more the trumpet hear; But when the beetle sounds his hum My comrades take the spear.
Сторінка 139 - shows gallanter still; Tis the blue vault of heaven, with its crescent so pale, And with all its bright spangles !
Сторінка 252 - ... former customes of the countrey inviolable, and to deliver up the succession peaceably to his Tanist, and then hath a wand delivered unto him by some whose proper office that is; after which, descending from the stone, he turneth himself round, thrice forwards and thrice backwards. ' ' Eudox-. But how is the Tanist chosen ? ' ' Iren. They say he setteth but one foot upon the stone, and reccivcth the like oath that the captaine did.
Сторінка 122 - I'm with my comrades met, Beneath the greenwood bough, What once we were we all forget, Nor think what we are now. Chorus "Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair, And Greta woods are green, And you may gather garlands there Would grace a summer queen.
Сторінка 252 - For why ? because the good old rule Sufficeth them, — the simple plan, That they should take, who have the power, And they should keep, who can.
Сторінка 121 - Brignall banks are fair, And Greta woods are gay; I would I were with Edmund there To reign his Queen of May! 'With burnish'd brand and musketoon So gallantly you come, I read you for a bold Dragoon That lists the tuck of drum.
Сторінка 137 - Allen-a-Dale has no fagot for burning, Allen-a-Dale has no furrow for turning, Allen-a-Dale has no fleece for the spinning, Yet Allen-a-Dale has red gold for the winning. Come, read me my riddle ! come, hearken my tale ! And tell me the craft of bold Allen-a-Dale. The Baron of Ravensworth 3 prances in pride, And he views his domains upon Arkindale side.
Сторінка 263 - Of brushing up our youth, in letters, arms, Fair mien, discourses civil, exercise, And all the blazon of a gentleman ? Where can he learn to vault, to ride, to fence, To move his body...
Сторінка 254 - Iren. Because the commodity doth not countervail the discommodity; for the inconveniences which thereby do arise are much more many; for it is a fit house for an outlaw, a meet bed for a rebel, and an apt cloak for a thief.
Сторінка 119 - ... wouldst wend with me. To leave both tower and town, Thou first must guess what life lead we, That dwell by dale and down. And if thou canst that riddle read, As read full well you may, Then to the greenwood shalt thou speed, As blithe as Queen of May.