The Lady of the LakeA. and C. Black, 1853 - 375 oldal |
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Alpine's arms ballad band battle Benvenue BIRKET FOSTER blade blood bold brand Brantome brave breast broadsword brow called CANTO castle chase chief Chieftain clan Clan-Alpine's copse dark deep deer Douglas drew Duergar Earl of Angus Ellen fair fairy fear Fiery Cross Fitz-James gallant gave glance glen grace hand harp hear heard heart heath Highland hill hounds isle James JOHN GILBERT King Lady lake land Loch Achray Loch Katrine Loch Voil Lord loud Lowland Macgregor maid maiden Malcolm Græme Malise merry Minstrel morning mountain MS.-And MS.-The ne'er night noble Note o'er pass Perthshire pibroch plaid pride rock Roderick Dhu round Rowland Yorke rude Saxon Scotland Scottish seem'd shallop side sire snood song sound spear speed stag steed Stirling Stirling Castle stood stranger sword tear thee thine thou tide turn'd Twas Urisk warrior wave wild
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145. oldal - He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The font reappearing, From the rain-drops shall borrow, But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
147. oldal - Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi...
238. oldal - Bold Saxon! to his promise just, Vich Alpine has discharged his trust. This murderous Chief, this ruthless man, This head of a rebellious clan, Hath led thee safe, through watch and ward, Far past Clan-Alpine's outmost guard.
312. oldal - Midst furs, and silks, and jewels sheen, He stood, in simple Lincoln green, The centre of the glittering ring, — And Snowdoun's Knight is Scotland's King XXVII.
48. oldal - With head up-raised, and look intent, And eye and ear attentive bent, And locks flung back, and lips apart, Like monument of Grecian art, In listening mood, she seemed to stand The guardian Naiad of the strand.
41. oldal - Here eglantine embalmed the air, Hawthorn and hazel mingled there ; The primrose pale and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower...
167. oldal - But he who stems a stream with sand, And fetters flame with flaxen band, Has yet a harder task to prove — By firm resolve to conquer love...
297. oldal - At once there rose so wild a yell Within that dark and narrow dell, As all the fiends, from heaven that fell, Had peal'd the banner-cry of hell!
298. oldal - Are maddening in the rear. Onward they drive, in dreadful race, Pursuers and pursued ; Before that tide of flight and chase, How shall it keep its rooted place, The spearmen's twilight wood ? —
65. oldal - Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done ; While our slumbrous spells assail ye, Dream not, with the rising sun, Bugles here shall sound reveille. Sleep ! the deer is in his den ; Sleep ! thy hounds are by thee lying ; Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveille.