The Lady of the Lake, a PoemBaudry, english, italian, spanish, portuguese, and german library, 1822 |
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... waves of ebbing day Roll'd o'er the glen their level way ; Each purple peak , each flinty spire , Was bathed in floods of living fire . But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below ; • Where twined the path , in ...
... waves of ebbing day Roll'd o'er the glen their level way ; Each purple peak , each flinty spire , Was bathed in floods of living fire . But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below ; • Where twined the path , in ...
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... wave - encircled , seem'd to float , Like castle girdled with its moat ; Yet broader floods extending still , Divide them from their parent hill , Till each , retiring , claims to be An islet in an inland sea . XIV . And now , to issue ...
... wave - encircled , seem'd to float , Like castle girdled with its moat ; Yet broader floods extending still , Divide them from their parent hill , Till each , retiring , claims to be An islet in an inland sea . XIV . And now , to issue ...
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... wave , How solemn on the ear would come The holy matin's distant hum , While the deep peal's commanding tone Should wake , in yonder islet lone , A sainted hermit from his cell , To drop a bead with every knell , And bugle , lute , and ...
... wave , How solemn on the ear would come The holy matin's distant hum , While the deep peal's commanding tone Should wake , in yonder islet lone , A sainted hermit from his cell , To drop a bead with every knell , And bugle , lute , and ...
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... from the islet rock , A Damsel , guider of its way , A little skiff shot to the bay , That round the promontory steep Led its deep line in graceful sweep , Eddying , in almost viewless wave , The weeping willow CANTO I. 124 THE CHASE .
... from the islet rock , A Damsel , guider of its way , A little skiff shot to the bay , That round the promontory steep Led its deep line in graceful sweep , Eddying , in almost viewless wave , The weeping willow CANTO I. 124 THE CHASE .
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Walter Scott. Eddying , in almost viewless wave , The weeping willow twig to lave , And kiss , with whispering sound and slow , The beach of pebbles bright as snow . The boat had touch'd this silver strand , Just as the Hunter left his ...
Walter Scott. Eddying , in almost viewless wave , The weeping willow twig to lave , And kiss , with whispering sound and slow , The beach of pebbles bright as snow . The boat had touch'd this silver strand , Just as the Hunter left his ...
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