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... a defender either occasionally had post , or might be suspected to be stationed , — by this sustained discharge two or three of the garrison But , confi- were slain , and several others wounded 74 THE SIEGE OF TORQUILSTONE—
... a defender either occasionally had post , or might be suspected to be stationed , — by this sustained discharge two or three of the garrison But , confi- were slain , and several others wounded 74 THE SIEGE OF TORQUILSTONE—
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sir Walter Scott (bart.) But , confi- were slain , and several others wounded . dent in their armour of proof , and in the cover which their situation afforded , the followers of Front - de- Bœuf , and his allies , shewed an obstinacy ...
sir Walter Scott (bart.) But , confi- were slain , and several others wounded . dent in their armour of proof , and in the cover which their situation afforded , the followers of Front - de- Bœuf , and his allies , shewed an obstinacy ...
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... slain . They have made a breach in the barriers— they rush in - they are thrust back ! -Front - de - Bœuf heads the defenders ; I see his gigantic form above the press . They throng again to the breach , and the pass is disputed hand to ...
... slain . They have made a breach in the barriers— they rush in - they are thrust back ! -Front - de - Bœuf heads the defenders ; I see his gigantic form above the press . They throng again to the breach , and the pass is disputed hand to ...
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... slain vassals , over whom he made his moan , and threatened the most deadly vengeance . Then he followed the hound to the side of the brook , down which the king had waded a great way . Here the hound was at fault , and John of Lorn ...
... slain vassals , over whom he made his moan , and threatened the most deadly vengeance . Then he followed the hound to the side of the brook , down which the king had waded a great way . Here the hound was at fault , and John of Lorn ...
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... slain by the long pole - axes , of which the Argyleshire Scottish had learned the use from the Norwegians . At length Bruce commanded a retreat up a narrow and difficult pass , he himself bringing up the rear , and repeatedly turning ...
... slain by the long pole - axes , of which the Argyleshire Scottish had learned the use from the Norwegians . At length Bruce commanded a retreat up a narrow and difficult pass , he himself bringing up the rear , and repeatedly turning ...
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Page 204 - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of, Border chivalry; For, well-a-day!
Page 212 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Page 208 - O'er Roslin all that dreary night, A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam; 'Twas broader than the watch-fire's light, And redder than the bright moonbeam. It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copse-wood glen; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from...
Page 209 - Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle ; Each one the holy vault doth hold — But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle. And each St. Clair was buried there, With candle, with book, and with knell; But the sea-caves rung, and the wild winds The dirge of lovely Rosabelle, [sung, XXIV.
Page 196 - But present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
Page 72 - Nothing but the cloud of arrows flying so thick as to dazzle mine eyes, and to hide the bowmen who shoot them." " That cannot endure," said Ivanhoe. " If they press not right on to carry the castle by pure force of arms, the archery may avail but little against stone walls and bulwarks. Look for the Knight of the Fetterlock, fair Rebecca, and see how he bears himself; for as the leader is, so will his followers be." " I see him not,
Page 209 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Page 15 - Hundreds of broad-headed, shortstemmed, wide-branched oaks, which had witnessed perhaps the stately march of the Roman soldiery, flung their gnarled arms over a thick carpet of the most delicious greensward ; in some places they were intermingled with beeches, hollies, and copsewood of various descriptions, so closely as totally to intercept the level beams of the sinking sun...
Page 198 - For on the smoke-wreathes, huge and slow That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep...
Page 207 - O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...