The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: The lord of the islesLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, William Miller and John Murray, London; and for A. Constable and Company and John Ballantyne and Company Edinburgh, 1815 |
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... wind , and deeper sounds the rill , Yet lingering notes of sylvan music swell , The deep - toned cushat , and the redbreast shrill ; . And yet some tints of summer splendour tell When the broad sun sinks down on Ettrick's western fell ...
... wind , and deeper sounds the rill , Yet lingering notes of sylvan music swell , The deep - toned cushat , and the redbreast shrill ; . And yet some tints of summer splendour tell When the broad sun sinks down on Ettrick's western fell ...
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... winds on Inninmore , And green Loch - Alline's woodland shore , As if wild woods and waves had pleasure In listing to the lovely measure . And ne'er to symphony more sweet 60 Gave mountain echoes answer meet , Since , met from mainland ...
... winds on Inninmore , And green Loch - Alline's woodland shore , As if wild woods and waves had pleasure In listing to the lovely measure . And ne'er to symphony more sweet 60 Gave mountain echoes answer meet , Since , met from mainland ...
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... wind , From where Mingarry , sternly placed , O'erawes the woodland and the waste , To where Dunstaffinage hears the raging Of Connal with his rocks engaging . Think'st thou , amid this ample round , A single brow but thine has frown'd ...
... wind , From where Mingarry , sternly placed , O'erawes the woodland and the waste , To where Dunstaffinage hears the raging Of Connal with his rocks engaging . Think'st thou , amid this ample round , A single brow but thine has frown'd ...
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... wind They strive her shivering sail to bind , Still nearer to the shelves ' dread verge At every tack her course they urge , As if they fear'd Artornish more Than adverse winds and breakers ' roar . " . XIV . Sooth spoke the Maid ...
... wind They strive her shivering sail to bind , Still nearer to the shelves ' dread verge At every tack her course they urge , As if they fear'd Artornish more Than adverse winds and breakers ' roar . " . XIV . Sooth spoke the Maid ...
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... wind and seas , Borne onward by the willing breeze , Lord Ronald's fleet swept by , Streamer'd with silk , and trick'd with gold , Mann'd with the noble and the bold Of Island chivalry . Around their prows the ocean roars , And chafes ...
... wind and seas , Borne onward by the willing breeze , Lord Ronald's fleet swept by , Streamer'd with silk , and trick'd with gold , Mann'd with the noble and the bold Of Island chivalry . Around their prows the ocean roars , And chafes ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alexander Allaster ancient Angus Angus Og archers Ardnamurchan Argentine Argyleshire arms army Arran Artornish Barbour bark battle battle of Bannockburn battle of Methven bear beneath bold bore brave Brodick brother brow called CANTO Carrick castle chief chieftain commanded Comyn dark Douglas Duci Hibernicorum Earl Earl of Ross Edith Edward Edward Bruce England English fair fame fear fell fierce followers glance hand hast hath head heart Heaven horse host Isabel island Isle of Arran Isles John King Robert Kirkpatrick knight lake land Liege light Loch Lord Ronald Lorn Lorn's Mac-Leod Maid of Lorn minstrel monarch mountain Nigel Bruce noble Note o'er prince Randolph Robert Bruce rock Ross round rude sail Scot Scotland Scottish Seatoun seem'd seid shore Sigillum Abbatis slain Somerled spear stone sword tell thee thine thou tide tower Turnberry wake warriors wave Western Isles wild
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 99 - But here, - above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may ken. For all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone...
Seite 141 - Merrily, merrily goes the bark On a breeze from the northward free, So shoots through the morning sky the lark, Or the swan through the summer sea. The shores of Mull on the eastward lay, And Ulva dark and Colonsay, And all the group of islets gay That guard famed Staffa round.
Seite 99 - Hath rent a strange and shatter'd way Through the rude bosom of the hill, 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...
Seite 141 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A minster to her Maker's praise! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Seite 98 - I've 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 footsteps press, Where'er I happ'd to roam.
Seite 198 - O ! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant ! And many a word, at random spoken, , May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
Seite 303 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes : They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire; Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Seite 143 - Scarba's isle, whose tortured shore Still rings to Corrievreken's roar, And lonely Colonsay ; — Scenes sung by him who sings no more ! ° His bright and brief career is o'er, And mute his tuneful strains; Quench'd is his lamp of varied lore, That loved the light of song to pour; — A distant and a deadly shore Has LEYDEN'S cold remains ! 12 Ever the breeze blows merrily, But the galley ploughs no more the sea.
Seite 127 - O'er sheets of granite, dark and broad, Rent and unequal, lay the road. In sad discourse the warriors wind, And the mute captive moves behind. , CANTO FOURTH, i. STRANGER ! if e'er thine ardent step hath traced The northern realms of ancient Caledon, Where the proud Queen of Wilderness hath placed, By lake and cataract, her lonely throne ; Sublime but sad delight thy soul hath known, Gazing on pathless glen and mountain high, Listing where from the cliffs the torrents thrown Mingle their echoes with...
Seite 328 - I must not omit to relate their way of study, which is very singular : They shut their doors and windows for a day's time, and lie on their backs, with a stone upon their belly, and plads about their heads, and their eyes being covered, they pump their brains for rhetorical encomium or panegyrick ; and indeed they furnish such a style from this dark cell as is understood by very few...