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... leave of the Edinburgh Stage . Epilogue to The Appeal ...... Song - Oh say not , my love , with that mortified air ..... Page Page LIFE OF SIR WALTER SCOTT ....... vii Pibroch of Donald Dhu ..... 426 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL Notes ...
... leave of the Edinburgh Stage . Epilogue to The Appeal ...... Song - Oh say not , my love , with that mortified air ..... Page Page LIFE OF SIR WALTER SCOTT ....... vii Pibroch of Donald Dhu ..... 426 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL Notes ...
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... leave all his characters as new and riors -- with affections not only as strong , but often unworn as he found them , and to carry Falstaff as delicate , as those whose language is smoother through the business of three several plays ...
... leave all his characters as new and riors -- with affections not only as strong , but often unworn as he found them , and to carry Falstaff as delicate , as those whose language is smoother through the business of three several plays ...
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... leaves to the wind . But that noble tree will sis of his private life , he evinced this irritability never more bear ... leave of the subject . Death creeps upon our most noble bard gained a sort of triumph , by compel- serious as well ...
... leaves to the wind . But that noble tree will sis of his private life , he evinced this irritability never more bear ... leave of the subject . Death creeps upon our most noble bard gained a sort of triumph , by compel- serious as well ...
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... leave to say ) is as remarkable as in a public sense she is for her genius . In short , he would in one word name - Joanna Baillie . ' " Sir W. SCOTT said , that if any thing could re- concile him to old age , it was the reflection that ...
... leave to say ) is as remarkable as in a public sense she is for her genius . In short , he would in one word name - Joanna Baillie . ' " Sir W. SCOTT said , that if any thing could re- concile him to old age , it was the reflection that ...
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... 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.— Now leave we Margaret and her knight , To tell 18 SCOTT'S POETICAL WORKS .
... 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.— Now leave we Margaret and her knight , To tell 18 SCOTT'S POETICAL WORKS .
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Сторінка 93 - 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...
Сторінка 83 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Сторінка 97 - Edmund is down ; — my life is reft ; — The Admiral alone is left Let Stanley charge with spur of fire, — With Chester charge, and Lancashire, Full upon Scotland's central host, Or victory and England's lost — Must I bid twice ? — hence, varlets ! fly ! Leave Marmion here alone — to die.
Сторінка 83 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Сторінка 158 - At once there rose so wild a yell Within that dark and narrow dell, As all the fiends from heaven that fell Had pealed the banner-cry of hell ! Forth from the pass in tumult driven, Like chaff before the wind of heaven, The archery appear: For life ! for life ! their...
Сторінка 421 - WHY weep ye by the tide, ladie? Why weep ye by the tide? I'll wed ye to my youngest son, And ye sail be his bride: And ye sail be his bride, ladie, Sae comely to be seen" — But aye she loot the tears down fa
Сторінка 21 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand...
Сторінка 202 - 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 151 - Fitz-James's blade was sword and shield. He practised every pass and ward, To thrust, to strike, to feint, to guard; While less expert, though stronger far, The Gael maintained unequal war. Three times in closing strife they stood, And thrice the Saxon blade drank blood; No stinted draught, no scanty tide, The gushing flood the tartans dyed.
Сторінка 150 - Sir Roderick marked — and in his eyes Respect was mingled with surprise, And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel. Short space he stood — then waved his hand: Down sunk the disappearing band; Each warrior...