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" I hate to learn the ebb of time, From yon dull steeple's drowsy chime, Or mark it as the sun-beams crawl, Inch after inch, along the wall. The lark was wont my matins... "
The poetical works of Walter Scott - Page 91
by sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820
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The Sporting magazine; or Monthly calendar of the transactions of the turf ...

694 lehte
...and beloved by his clansmen — " My hawk u tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes bis food, My horse is weary of his stall, And I am sick...I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forest-green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that's the life is meet for me." Indeed, scarcely...
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The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With memoir and critical ..., 1–2. köide

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1870 - 798 lehte
...from a turret that o'erhung Her latticed bower, the strain was sung. lap of t&e imprtsonrtj IDunteman. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forests green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that 's the life is meet for me. ' I hate to...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 lehte
...the road, So wondrous were the scenes it showed. SIR WALTHR SCOTT. LAY OF THF, IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. Company that 's the life is meet for me. I hate to learn the ebb of time From yon dull steeple's drowsy chime,...
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Poems. Ed., with notes, by W.S. Dalgleish

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1871 - 248 lehte
...turret that o'erhung Her latticed bower, the strain was sung.-3 sj of tht ImpriatmcS g)uttt0m!tn. " My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound...am sick of captive thrall. I wish I were, as I have been,24 Hunting the hart in forest green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that's the life...
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The poetical works of sir Walter Scott

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1872 - 848 lehte
...that o'erhong Her latticed bower, the strain was sung. XXIV. lap of tfjr fmftíiantti ?n:nts'man. • My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound...bended bow and bloodhound free, For that's the life U meet for me. I hate to learn the ebb of time, From yon dull steeple's drowsy chime. Or mark it as...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

1872 - 900 lehte
...it showed. SIR WALTER SCOTT. LAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. MY hawk is tired of perch and hood, Mv 0 D 1 wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart in forest green, With bended bow and bloodhound free,...
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The Songs of Scotland Chronologically Arranged: With Introduction and Notes

1872 - 638 lehte
...hallow it — • Never, 0 never, Eleu lore. Never, 0 never. THE HUNTER'S SONG. SIB WALTER SCOTT, BART. MY hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle greyhound loathes his food, My horse ia weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart...
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The casquet of literature, a selection in poetry and prose, ed ..., 1–2. köide

Casket - 1873 - 874 lehte
...edition of hie work«. TUE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. My hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grayhound s their grave ! Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell...manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the d forests green, With bended bow and bloodhound free, For that'* the life is meet for me. I hate to learn...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 lehte
...the road, So wondrous were the scenes it showed. SIR WALTER SCOTT. LAY OF THE IMPRISONED HUNTSMAN. ily horse is weary of his stall, And 1 am sick of captive thrall. 1 wish I were as I have been, Hunting...
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The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1874 - 660 lehte
...that o'er-hung Her latticed bower, the strain was sung. XXIY. ^Hg of IJre Umprisotuir ^ttnlsman " Mj hawk is tired of perch and hood, My idle grey-hound loathes his food, My horse ia weary of his stall, And I am sick of captive thrall. I wish I were as I have been, Hunting the hart...
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