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" And that each naked precipice, Sable ravine, and dark abyss, Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen, but this, can show Some touch of Nature's genial glow ; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And heath-bells bud in deep Glencroe, And copse on Cruchan-Ben;... "
The Lord of the Isles: A Poem - Side 99
af Walter Scott - 1815 - 275 sider
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The Annual Register of World Events: A Review of the Year, Bind 57

Edmund Burke - 1816
...Yet so sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering footsteps press, Where'er I happ'd to roam."— No marvel thus the Monarch spake ; For rarely human...with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain-side. And wader, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliffs and lake profound. Huge terracea of granite...
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The Scots Magazine and Edinburgh Literary Miscellany, Bind 77

1815
...random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied The summer <un, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain-side. And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliff.» and lake profound. Huge terraces of granite...
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The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: The lord of the isles

Sir Walter Scott - 1815
...copse on Cruchan-Ben ; But here, — above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, Nor tree, nor shruh, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power,...And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliffs and lake profound. Huge terraces of granite black Afforded rude and cumber'd track ; For from...
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The Quarterly Review, Bind 13

1815
...copse on Cruchan-Ben : . But here — above, around, below, [.•_,.- , On mountain or in glen, TSbr tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught...spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue 1 ;.. . , i The bleakest mountain-side." Tbre picture of barren desolation is admirably touched. Bruce...
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The British review and London critical journal

1815
...nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken. For all its rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and...with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain-side. And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud clifi's and lake profound. Huge terraces of granite...
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Blackwood's Magazine

1850
...at random strewn, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied The summer's sun, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain's head ;" would you believe it, that he introduces Deer— fallow Deer! TALBOYS. " Call it...
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The poetical works of Walter Scott, Bind 9

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820
...wander'd o'er, Clombe many a crag, cross'd many a moor. But, by my halidome, A scene so rude, so wild as this. Yet so sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering...And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliffs and lake profound . Huge terraces of granite black Afforded rude and cumber'd track ; For from...
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Miscellaneous poems. The lord of the isles, canto 1-5

Walter Scott - 1822
...wander'd o'er, Clombe many a crag, cross'd many a moor, But, by my halidome, A scene so rude, so wild as this, Yet so sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering...And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliffs and lake profound. Huge terraces of granite black Afforded rude and cumber'd track ; For from...
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The poetical works of sir Walter Scott, Bind 9

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1823
...; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And heath-bells bud in deep Glencroe, And copse on Ouchan-Ben; But here, — above, around, below, On mountain or...And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliffs and lake profound. Huge terraces of granite hlack Afforded rude and cumber'd track ; For from...
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Annual Register, Bind 57

Edmund Burke - 1824
...this, Yet so sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering footsteps press, Where'er 1 happ'd to roam." No marvel thus the Monarch spake ; For rarely human...with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain-side. And wilder, forward as they wound, Were the proud cliffs and lake profound. Huge terraces of granite...
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