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... wave was crested with tawny foam , Like the mane of a chestnut steed . In vain ! no torrent , deep or broad , Might bar the bold moss - trooper's road . XXIX . At the first plunge the horse sunk low , And the water broke o'er the ...
... wave was crested with tawny foam , Like the mane of a chestnut steed . In vain ! no torrent , deep or broad , Might bar the bold moss - trooper's road . XXIX . At the first plunge the horse sunk low , And the water broke o'er the ...
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... wave , The bells would ring in Notre Dame ! 3 Some of his skill he taught to me ; And , Warrior , I could say to thee The words that cleft Eildon hills in three , ' And bridled the Tweed with a curb of stone : But to speak them were a ...
... wave , The bells would ring in Notre Dame ! 3 Some of his skill he taught to me ; And , Warrior , I could say to thee The words that cleft Eildon hills in three , ' And bridled the Tweed with a curb of stone : But to speak them were a ...
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... wave , And scare the fiends from the Wizard's grave . XVI . " It was a night of woe and dread , When Michael in the tomb I laid ! Strange sounds along the chancel pass'd , The banners waved without a blast ” - - -Still spoke the Monk ...
... wave , And scare the fiends from the Wizard's grave . XVI . " It was a night of woe and dread , When Michael in the tomb I laid ! Strange sounds along the chancel pass'd , The banners waved without a blast ” - - -Still spoke the Monk ...
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... , in Branksome's good green wood , As under the aged oak he stood , The Baron's courser pricks his ears , As if a distant noise he hears . ' See Appendix , Note T. The Dwarf waves his long lean arm on high , 78 Canto Il THE LAY OF.
... , in Branksome's good green wood , As under the aged oak he stood , The Baron's courser pricks his ears , As if a distant noise he hears . ' See Appendix , Note T. The Dwarf waves his long lean arm on high , 78 Canto Il THE LAY OF.
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A Poem Walter Scott. The Dwarf waves his long lean arm on high , And signs to the lovers to part and fly ; No time was then to vow or sigh . Fair Margaret , through the hazel grove , Flew like the startled cushat - dove : 1 The Dwarf the ...
A Poem Walter Scott. The Dwarf waves his long lean arm on high , And signs to the lovers to part and fly ; No time was then to vow or sigh . Fair Margaret , through the hazel grove , Flew like the startled cushat - dove : 1 The Dwarf the ...
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