The Lady of the Lake: A Poem in Six Cantos |
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O wake once more ! how rude soe'er the hand That ventures o'er thy magic maze to stray ; O wake once more ! though scarce my skill command Some feeble echoing of thine earlier lay : Though harsh and faint , and soon to die away ...
O wake once more ! how rude soe'er the hand That ventures o'er thy magic maze to stray ; O wake once more ! though scarce my skill command Some feeble echoing of thine earlier lay : Though harsh and faint , and soon to die away ...
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Yell'd on the view the opening pack ; Rock , glen , and cavern , paid them back ; To many a mingled sound at once The awaken'd mountain gave response . A hundred dogs bay'd deep and strong , Clatter'd a hundred steeds along , Their peal ...
Yell'd on the view the opening pack ; Rock , glen , and cavern , paid them back ; To many a mingled sound at once The awaken'd mountain gave response . A hundred dogs bay'd deep and strong , Clatter'd a hundred steeds along , Their peal ...
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That the instrument was once in common use there , is most certain . Cleland numbers an acquaintance with it among the few accomplishments which his satire allows to the Highlanders :“ In nothing they're accounted sharp , Except in ...
That the instrument was once in common use there , is most certain . Cleland numbers an acquaintance with it among the few accomplishments which his satire allows to the Highlanders :“ In nothing they're accounted sharp , Except in ...
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“ But labouring once in these mechanic arts for a devout matrone that had sett him on work , his violl , that hung by him on the wall , of its own accord , without anie man's helpe , disCan thus it master's fate foretell , Then welcome ...
“ But labouring once in these mechanic arts for a devout matrone that had sett him on work , his violl , that hung by him on the wall , of its own accord , without anie man's helpe , disCan thus it master's fate foretell , Then welcome ...
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... Where once some pleasant hamlet stood , A mass of ashes slaked with blood . The hand that for my father fought , I honour , as his daughter ought ; But can I clasp it reeking red , From peasants slaughter'd in their shed ?
... Where once some pleasant hamlet stood , A mass of ashes slaked with blood . The hand that for my father fought , I honour , as his daughter ought ; But can I clasp it reeking red , From peasants slaughter'd in their shed ?
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Información bibliográfica
| 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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