The Lady of the LakeMacmillan, 1900 - 208 pages |
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Abbotsford Allan Alpine's aught band battle Beltane Benvenue blade blood bold brand brave breast broadsword brow Canto Castle chase Chief Chieftain clan Clan-Alpine's couch crest dark deep deer Douglas dread dream Dryburgh Abbey Edited Ellen fair fairy fear Fiery Cross Fitz-James gallant glance glen grace gray Guy Mannering hand harp haste heart heath heaven Highland hill hounds isle James Julius Cæsar King knight Lady lake Loch Achray Loch Katrine Loch Lomond Loch Voil lone Lord loud maid maiden Malcolm Græme Malise Marmion martial merry mingled Minstrel morning mountain ne'er noble o'er Old Mortality pibroch plaid poem pride R. H. Hutton rock Roderick Dhu rose Saxon shallop sire smiled snood song sought sound spear speed stag steed Stirling stood strain stranger sword tear thee thine thou tide tower Trosachs Twas wake Walter Scott wave wild word
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Page 118 - His back against a rock he bore, And firmly placed his foot before : — " Come one, come all ! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I...
Page 22 - Soldier, rest ; thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battle fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er...
Page 152 - The Minstrel came once more to view The eastern ridge of Benvenue, For ere he parted, he would say Farewell to lovely Loch Achray — Where shall he find, in foreign land, So lone a lake, so sweet a strand...
Page 13 - The sportive toil, which, short and light, Had dyed her glowing hue so bright, Served too in hastier swell to show Short glimpses of a breast of snow ; What though no rule of courtly grace To measured mood had...
Page 8 - Or mosque of Eastern architect. Nor were these earth-born castles bare, Nor lacked they many a banner fair ; For, from their shivered brows displayed, Far o'er the unfathomable glade, All twinkling with the dewdrop sheen, The brier-rose fell in streamers green, And creeping shrubs, of thousand dyes, Waved in the west-wind's summer sighs.
Page 41 - Moored in the rifted rock, Proof to the tempest's shock, Firmer he roots him the ruder it blow; Menteith and Breadalbane, then, Echo his praise agen, Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!
Page xx - NOVEMBER'S sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear : Late, gazing down the steepy linn, That hems our little garden in, Low in its dark and narrow glen, You scarce the rivulet might ken, So thick the tangled greenwood grew, So feeble trill'd the streamlet through : Now, murmuring hoarse, and frequent seen, Through bush and brier, no longer green, An angry brook, it sweeps the glade, Brawls over rock and wild cascade, And, foaming brown with doubled speed, * Hurries its waters to the...
Page 120 - The pass was left ; for then they wind Along a wide and level green, Where neither tree nor tuft was seen, Nor rush nor bush of broom was near, To hide a bonnet or a spear.
Page 123 - Who ill deserved my courteous care, And whose best boast is but to wear A braid of his fair lady's hair." — " I thank thee, Roderick, for the word ! It nerves my heart, it steels my sword ; For I have sworn this braid to stain In the best blood that warms thy vein. Now, truce, farewell ! and, ruth, begone ! — Yet think not that by thee alone, Proud Chief!
Page 10 - Down to the lake in masses threw Crags, knolls, and mounds, confusedly hurled, The fragments of an earlier world ; A wildering forest feathered o'er His ruined sides and summit hoar, While on the north, through middle air, Ben-an heaved high his forehead bare. xv. From the steep promontory gazed The stranger, raptured and amazed, And,