The Lady of the Lake, Página 1Arch Constable and Company, 1819 - 433 páginas |
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... 'er should feed On thy fleet limbs , my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase , woe worth the day , That costs thy life , my gallant grey ! " — X. Then through the dell his horn resounds , From 12 CANTO I. THE LADY OF THE LAKE .
... 'er should feed On thy fleet limbs , my matchless steed ! Woe worth the chase , woe worth the day , That costs thy life , my gallant grey ! " — X. Then through the dell his horn resounds , From 12 CANTO I. THE LADY OF THE LAKE .
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... Grey birch and aspen wept beneath ; Aloft , the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock ; And , higher yet , the pine - tree hung His shatter'd trunk , and frequent flung , Where seem'd the cliffs to meet on high , His boughs ...
... Grey birch and aspen wept beneath ; Aloft , the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock ; And , higher yet , the pine - tree hung His shatter'd trunk , and frequent flung , Where seem'd the cliffs to meet on high , His boughs ...
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... grey . How blithely might the bugle - horn Chide , on the lake , the lingering morn ! How sweet , at eve , the lover's lute Chime , when the groves were still and mute ! And , when the midnight moon should lave Her forehead in the ...
... grey . How blithely might the bugle - horn Chide , on the lake , the lingering morn ! How sweet , at eve , the lover's lute Chime , when the groves were still and mute ! And , when the midnight moon should lave Her forehead in the ...
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... grey - hair'd sire , whose eye intent Was on the vision'd future bent . He saw your steed , a dappled grey , Lie 28 CANTO I. THE LADY OF THE LAKE .
... grey - hair'd sire , whose eye intent Was on the vision'd future bent . He saw your steed , a dappled grey , Lie 28 CANTO I. THE LADY OF THE LAKE .
Página 29
Walter Scott. He saw your steed , a dappled grey , Lie dead beneath the birchen way ; Painted exact your form and mien , Your hunting suit of Lincoln green , That tassel'd horn so gaily gilt , That faulchion's crooked blade and hilt ...
Walter Scott. He saw your steed , a dappled grey , Lie dead beneath the birchen way ; Painted exact your form and mien , Your hunting suit of Lincoln green , That tassel'd horn so gaily gilt , That faulchion's crooked blade and hilt ...
Términos y frases comunes
agen Alpine's arms ballad band bard battle blade blood bold brand Brantome brave breast broad-sword brow called CANTO castle chase chief Chieftain clan Clan-Alpine's Dæmon dark death deep deer Douglas dread drew Duergar e'er Earl of Angus Ellen fair fairy fear Fiery Cross Fitz-James Gael gallant glance glen grace grey hand harp head hear heard heart heath heaven Highland hill hounds isle James John Gunn King king's LADY lake land Lord loud Lowland Macgregor maid maiden Malise merry Minstrel morning mountain ne'er night noble Note o'er pass pibroch plaid pride rock Roderick Dhu round Rowland Yorke Saint Modan Saxon Scotland Scottish seem'd shallop side sire Skofnung snood song sound spear speed stag steed Stirling Stirling Castle stood stranger sword tear thee thine thou tide turn'd Twas Urisk warrior wave western isles wild yonder