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... Shroud LXXXIV . Bernardo del Carpio LXXXV . Coronach LXXXVI . The Boy of Egremond Mrs. Hemans L. E. Landon Arnold Longfellow Coleridge . • • 142 • • 143 • • 144 149 • 153 Cowper 170 Southey Hervey Old Ballad · • · . 173 176 • . 178 ...
... Shroud LXXXIV . Bernardo del Carpio LXXXV . Coronach LXXXVI . The Boy of Egremond Mrs. Hemans L. E. Landon Arnold Longfellow Coleridge . • • 142 • • 143 • • 144 149 • 153 Cowper 170 Southey Hervey Old Ballad · • · . 173 176 • . 178 ...
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... shroud , The wreathing fires made way . They wrapped the ship in splendour wild ; They caught the flag on high , And streamed above the gallant child Like banners in the sky . There came a blast of thunder - sound- The boy - oh ! where ...
... shroud , The wreathing fires made way . They wrapped the ship in splendour wild ; They caught the flag on high , And streamed above the gallant child Like banners in the sky . There came a blast of thunder - sound- The boy - oh ! where ...
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... shroud swathed round lady gay ; Then stay thee , fair , in Ravensheuch ; Why cross the gloomy firth to - day ? " " " Tis not because Lord Lindesay's heir To - night at Roslin leads the ball , But that my lady - mother there Sits lonely ...
... shroud swathed round lady gay ; Then stay thee , fair , in Ravensheuch ; Why cross the gloomy firth to - day ? " " " Tis not because Lord Lindesay's heir To - night at Roslin leads the ball , But that my lady - mother there Sits lonely ...
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... shroud , Sheathed in his iron panoply . Seemed all on fire , within , around , Deep sacristy and altar's pale ; Shone every pillar foliage - bound , And glimmered all the dead men's mail . Blazed battlement and pinnet high , Blazed ...
... shroud , Sheathed in his iron panoply . Seemed all on fire , within , around , Deep sacristy and altar's pale ; Shone every pillar foliage - bound , And glimmered all the dead men's mail . Blazed battlement and pinnet high , Blazed ...
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... shrouds ; Every mast , as it passed , Seemed to rake the passing clouds . They grappled with their prize , At midnight bleak and cold ! As of a rock was the shock : Heavily the ground - swell rolled . Southward through day and dark ...
... shrouds ; Every mast , as it passed , Seemed to rake the passing clouds . They grappled with their prize , At midnight bleak and cold ! As of a rock was the shock : Heavily the ground - swell rolled . Southward through day and dark ...
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Page 28 - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!" he said; Into the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Page 177 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Page 145 - The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Page 29 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Page 153 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Page 162 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 194 - Then shook the hills with thunder riven. Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow, On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Page 184 - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges : Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch...
Page 190 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 151 - Within the nether tip. One after one, by the star-dogged Moon, Too quick for groan or sigh, Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, And cursed me with his eye.