The Queen's Wake: A Legendary PoemWilliam Blackwood, Prince's-Street: and John Murray, Albemarle-Street, London, 1819 - 384 oldal |
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abbot ALPHEUS FELCH auld bard BARD'S SONG beneath blue bold bosom brave breast breeze cheek claymore cliff dark deep Douglas dread dream Dumlanrig Dunedin Earl Walter eternal weep Ettrick fair fairy fell fled flew flower forest frae glen glowing gray green green-wood grew hall harp hast thou heard heart heaved heaven Highland hill Holyrood honours Kilmeny knew lady land lone looked Lord Darcie loud lyre Macgregor maid maiden Malcolm Mary's midnight minstrel moon morn mountain ne'er never nigh night NOTE numbers o'er Old David pale Queen Quhan Quhill rill rose round rung scarcely Scotland Scottish seen sigh sing sleep smile soul Southrons spirits Staffa stern stood strain sung sweet tale thee thine Torwoodlee trembling Tushilaw Twas vale Wake warriors wave weened weep wild wind womyne wonderous wood wyfe young youth
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178. oldal - But it seemed as the harp of the sky had rung, And the airs of heaven played round her tongue, When she spake of the lovely forms she had seen, And a land where sin had never been; A land of love and a land of light, Withouten sun, or moon, or night; Where the river swa'da living stream, And the light a pure celestial beam; The land of vision, it would seem, A still, an everlasting dream.
190. oldal - Heaven, the spirits' care, That all whose minds unmeled remain Shall bloom in beauty when time is gane. With distant music, soft and deep, They lulled Kilmeny sound asleep ; And when she awakened, she lay her lane, All happed with flowers in the green-wood wene. When seven...
177. oldal - The wood was sere, the moon i' the wane, The reek o' the cot hung over the plain, Like a little wee cloud in the...
179. oldal - All striped wi' the bars of the rainbow's rim ; And lovely beings round were rife, Who erst had travelled mortal life ; And aye they smiled, and 'gan to...
180. oldal - O, blest be the day Kilmeny was born! Now shall the land of the spirits see, Now shall it ken what a woman may be!
191. oldal - Kilmeny came hame ! And O, her beauty was fair to see, But still and steadfast was her ee ! Such beauty bard may never declare, For there was no pride nor passion there ; And the soft desire of maiden's een In that mild face could never be seen.
178. oldal - Kilmeny looked up with a lovely grace, But nae smile was seen on Kilmeny's face ; As still was her look, and as still was her ee, As the stillness that lay on the emerant lea, Or the mist that sleeps on a waveless sea. For Kilmeny had been she knew not where, And Kilmeny had seen what she could not declare ; Kilmeny had been where the cock never crew, Where the rain never fell, and the wind never blew...
192. oldal - And goved around, charmed and amazed ; Even the dull cattle crooned and gazed, And murmured and looked with anxious pain For something the mystery to explain. The buzzard came with the throstle-cock ; The corby left her houf in the rock ; The blackbird alang wi...
191. oldal - And keeped afar frae the haunts of men ; Her holy hymns unheard to sing, To suck the flowers, and drink the spring. But wherever her peaceful form appeared, The wild beasts of the hill were cheered ; The wolf played...
11. oldal - Which through the broom-wood blossoms flew, To fan her cheeks of rosy hue ! Whene'er it heaved her bosom's screen, What beauties in her form were seen ! And when her courser's mane it swung, A thousand silver bells were rung. A sight so fair, on Scottish plain, A Scot shall never see again.