Marmion;: A Tale of Flodden Field, Bind 1J. Ballantyne and Company, 1808 - 377 sider |
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... tell ! -LEYDEN . EDINBURGH : PRINTED BY J. BALLANTYNE AND CO . FOR ARCHIBALD CONSTABLE AND COMPANY , EDINBURGH ; AND WILLIAM MILLER , AND JOHN MURRAY , LONDON . ΤΟ THE RIGHT HONOURABLE HENRY , LORD MONTAGU , & 1808 .
... tell ! -LEYDEN . EDINBURGH : PRINTED BY J. BALLANTYNE AND CO . FOR ARCHIBALD CONSTABLE AND COMPANY , EDINBURGH ; AND WILLIAM MILLER , AND JOHN MURRAY , LONDON . ΤΟ THE RIGHT HONOURABLE HENRY , LORD MONTAGU , & 1808 .
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... tell , and mourn , And anxious ask , -Will spring return , And birds and lambs again be gay , And blossoms clothe the hawthorn spray ? Yes , prattlers , yes . The daisy's flower Again shall paint your summer bower ; Again the hawthorn ...
... tell , and mourn , And anxious ask , -Will spring return , And birds and lambs again be gay , And blossoms clothe the hawthorn spray ? Yes , prattlers , yes . The daisy's flower Again shall paint your summer bower ; Again the hawthorn ...
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... tell , ( For few have read romance so well ) How still the legendary lay O'er poet's bosom holds its sway ; How on the ancient minstrel strain Time lays his palsied hand in vain ; And how our hearts at doughty deeds , By warriors ...
... tell , ( For few have read romance so well ) How still the legendary lay O'er poet's bosom holds its sway ; How on the ancient minstrel strain Time lays his palsied hand in vain ; And how our hearts at doughty deeds , By warriors ...
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... , and array , Shewed they had marched a weary way . IX . ' Tis meet that I should tell you now , How fairly armed , and ordered how , The soldiers of the guard , With musquet , pike , and morion , To welcome SO CANTO I. MARMION .
... , and array , Shewed they had marched a weary way . IX . ' Tis meet that I should tell you now , How fairly armed , and ordered how , The soldiers of the guard , With musquet , pike , and morion , To welcome SO CANTO I. MARMION .
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... tell ; And of that Grot where Olives nod , Where , darling of each heart and eye , From all the youth of Sicily , Saint Rosalie retired to God . XXV . " To stout Saint George of Norwich merry , Saint Thomas , too , of Canterbury ...
... tell ; And of that Grot where Olives nod , Where , darling of each heart and eye , From all the youth of Sicily , Saint Rosalie retired to God . XXV . " To stout Saint George of Norwich merry , Saint Thomas , too , of Canterbury ...
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Abbess ancient Angus arms array band banner battle battle of Flodden beneath blast bold Border called CANTO castle chapel Clare cross Cuthbert dame dark deep Douglas e'er Earl Earl of Angus Earl of Mar England English Ettricke Forest Eustace fair fear fell fight Fitz-Eustace Flodden foes gallant grace grave Guenever hall hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hilda hill holy Holy Island honoured horse host James IV King James king's knight Lady land light Lindesay Lindisfarn look Lord Marmion loud maid merry minstrel monarch monks mountain ne'er noble Norham Northumberland Note nought o'er Palmer passed Perchance plain pray rest rode round royal rude scarce Scotland Scottish shew shield Sir David Sir Launcelot spear squire steed stood Surrey sword tale Tamworth Tantallon tell thee Thomas Gray thou thought tide tower train Twas Whitby Whitby's wild Wilton
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Side 259 - But, ere he alighted at Netherby 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. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Side 259 - 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 bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far to have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Side 362 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Side 258 - LOCHINVAR. LADY HERON'S SONG. 12. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Side 359 - Ask me not what the maiden feels, Left in that dreadful hour alone: Perchance her reason stoops or reels; Perchance a courage, not her own, Braces her mind to desperate tone. The scattered van of England wheels; She only said, as loud in air The tumult roared, "Is Wilton there?" They fly! or maddened by despair Fight but to die — "Is Wilton there?
Side 338 - Lord Marmion turned — well was his need — And dashed the rowels in his steed, Like arrow through the archway sprung, The ponderous grate behind him rung; To pass there was such scanty room, The bars descending razed his plume.
Side 359 - Is Wilton there ?" — With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen drenched with gore, And in their arms, a helpless load, A wounded knight they bore.
Side 335 - Part we in friendship from your land, And, noble earl, receive my hand." But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: " My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer.
Side 356 - Then marked they, dashing broad and far, The broken billows of the war, And plumed crests of chieftains brave, Floating like foam upon the wave ; But nought distinct they see : Wide raged the battle on the plain ; Spears shook, and falchions flashed amain ; Fell England's arrow-flight like rain ; Crests rose, and stooped, and rose again, Wild and disorderly. Amid the scene of tumult, high They saw Lord Marmion's falcon fly : And stainless Tunstall's banner white, And Edmund Howard's lion bright...
Side 353 - Blount and Fitz-Eustace rested still With Lady Clare upon the hill ; On which (for far the day was spent) The western sunbeams now were bent. The cry they heard, its meaning knew, Could plain their distant comrades view : Sadly to Blount did Eustace say, " Unworthy office here to stay ! No hope of gilded spurs to-day. — But see 1 look up ! — on Flodden bent The Scottish foe has fired his tent.