The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: Marmion; a tale of Flodden fieldLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1813 |
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... Norham's castled steep , And Tweed's fair river , broad and deep , And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers , the Donjon Keep , The loop - hole grates where captives weep , The flanking walls that round it sweep , In yellow ...
... Norham's castled steep , And Tweed's fair river , broad and deep , And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers , the Donjon Keep , The loop - hole grates where captives weep , The flanking walls that round it sweep , In yellow ...
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... Norham never heard . X. The guards their morrice - pikes advanced , The trumpets flourished brave , The cannon from the ramparts glanced , And thundering welcome gave . A blythe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound ...
... Norham never heard . X. The guards their morrice - pikes advanced , The trumpets flourished brave , The cannon from the ramparts glanced , And thundering welcome gave . A blythe salute , in martial sort , The minstrels well might sound ...
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Sir Walter Scott. " Welcome to Norham , Marmion ! Stout heart , and open hand ! Well dost thou brook thy gallant roan , Thou flower of English land ! " - XI . Two pursuivants , whom tabarts deck , With silver scutcheon round their neck ...
Sir Walter Scott. " Welcome to Norham , Marmion ! Stout heart , and open hand ! Well dost thou brook thy gallant roan , Thou flower of English land ! " - XI . Two pursuivants , whom tabarts deck , With silver scutcheon round their neck ...
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... Norham is grim , and grated close , Hemmed in by battlement and fosse , And many a darksome tower ; And better loves my lady bright , To sit in liberty and light , In fair Queen Margaret's bower . We hold our greyhound in our hand , Our ...
... Norham is grim , and grated close , Hemmed in by battlement and fosse , And many a darksome tower ; And better loves my lady bright , To sit in liberty and light , In fair Queen Margaret's bower . We hold our greyhound in our hand , Our ...
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... I march with Surrey's power , What time we razed old Ayton tower . " - XIX . " For such like need , my lord , I trow , Norham can find you guides enow ; For here be some have pricked as far On Scottish 40 CANTO 1 . MARMION .
... I march with Surrey's power , What time we razed old Ayton tower . " - XIX . " For such like need , my lord , I trow , Norham can find you guides enow ; For here be some have pricked as far On Scottish 40 CANTO 1 . MARMION .
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Page 254 - 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.
Page 255 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Page 253 - 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.
Page 331 - twere not for thy hoary beard, Such hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the Douglas' head. And first I tell thee, haughty peer, He, who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her State, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate. And, Douglas...
Page 253 - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Page 212 - With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town...
Page 356 - 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...
Page 137 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her ? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying ; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Page 363 - To break the Scottish circle deep, That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring ; The stubborn spearmen still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell. No thought was there of dastard flight; Linked in the serried phalanx tight, Groom fought like noble, squire like knight, As fearlessly and well ; Till utter...
Page 103 - Had given him to the headsman's stroke, Although my heart that instant broke. — Now, men of death, work forth your will, For I can suffer, and be still ; And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but Death who comes at last.