The Lady of the Lake: A Poem in Six Cantos |
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I. The stag at eve had drunk his fill , Where danced the moon on Monan's rill , And deep his midnight lair had made In lone Glenartney's hazel shade ; But , when the sun his beacon red Had kindled on Benvoirlich's head , The deep ...
I. The stag at eve had drunk his fill , Where danced the moon on Monan's rill , And deep his midnight lair had made In lone Glenartney's hazel shade ; But , when the sun his beacon red Had kindled on Benvoirlich's head , The deep ...
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A hundred dogs bay'd deep and strong , Clatter'd a hundred steeds along , Their peal the merry horns rung out , A hundred voices join'd the shout ; With hark and whoop and wild halloo , No rest Benvoirlich's echoes knew .
A hundred dogs bay'd deep and strong , Clatter'd a hundred steeds along , Their peal the merry horns rung out , A hundred voices join'd the shout ; With hark and whoop and wild halloo , No rest Benvoirlich's echoes knew .
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But thundering as he came prepared , With ready arm and weapon bared , The wily quarry shunn'd the shock , And turn'd him from the opposing rock ; Then , dashing down a darksome glen , Soon lost to hound and hunter's ken , In the deep ...
But thundering as he came prepared , With ready arm and weapon bared , The wily quarry shunn'd the shock , And turn'd him from the opposing rock ; Then , dashing down a darksome glen , Soon lost to hound and hunter's ken , In the deep ...
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Onward , amid the copse ' gan peep A narrow inlet , still and deep , Affording scarce such breadth of brim , As served the wild - duck's brood to swim . Lost for a space , through thickets veering , ( MS .
Onward , amid the copse ' gan peep A narrow inlet , still and deep , Affording scarce such breadth of brim , As served the wild - duck's brood to swim . Lost for a space , through thickets veering , ( MS .
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... 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 knellAnd bugle , lute , and bell , and all , Should each bewilder'd stranger call To friendly feast ...
... 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 knellAnd bugle , lute , and bell , and all , Should each bewilder'd stranger call To friendly feast ...
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| Título | The Lady of the Lake: A Poem in Six Cantos Tilt's miniature classical library |
| Autor | Walter Scott |
| Editor | Baudry's european library, 1838 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Lyon |
| Digitalizado | 30 Sep. 2010 |
| Largo | 214 páginas |
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