 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 268 стор.
...that once it bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's...the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree,— Are they still such as once they were, Or is the dreary change in me ? Alas, the warp'd and... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1827 - 678 стор.
...hues thatonce it bore; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the bills of Ettrick's shore. With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's...silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Mclrose ri.se in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 стор.
...once it bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er Ihe bills of Ettrick's shore. Wilh listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's silver...glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruiu'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the lower, the tree,— Are they... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1837 - 504 стор.
...that once it bore : Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. ' With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver...the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree — Are they still such as once they were, Or is the dreary change in me ? ' Alas ! the warp'd... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 294 стор.
...that once it bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver...glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, — Are they... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 790 стор.
...bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye. Flamee o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listlese look along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melroee rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree,—... | |
 | 1837 - 598 стор.
...With listless look along the plain Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree,— Are they still such as once they were, Or is the dreary... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 428 стор.
...once it bore ; • Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, i And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The... | |
 | 1838 - 728 стор.
...that once it bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver...glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. " The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, — Are they... | |
 | Walter Scott, J. W. Lake - 1838 - 496 стор.
...hues that once it bore; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Eurick's shore. With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, Anil coldly mark the holy fane Of Mulrose rise in mined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
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Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy... 
