The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A PoemLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme ... and A. Constable and Company Edinburgh, 1805 - Scottish poetry - 319 pages |
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Page 179
... St Clair ; St Clair , who , feasting high at Home , Had with that Lord to battle come . Harold was born where restless seas Howl round the storm - swept Orcades ; Where erst St Clairs held princely sway , O'er isle and islet , strait ...
... St Clair ; St Clair , who , feasting high at Home , Had with that Lord to battle come . Harold was born where restless seas Howl round the storm - swept Orcades ; Where erst St Clairs held princely sway , O'er isle and islet , strait ...
Page 184
... St 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 ...
... St 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 ...
Page 307
... St Clairs held princely sway , O'er isle and islet , strait and bay . -St . XXI . p . 179 . - The St Clairs are of Norman extraction , being descended from William de St Clair , second son of Walderne Compte de St Clair , and Margaret ...
... St Clairs held princely sway , O'er isle and islet , strait and bay . -St . XXI . p . 179 . - The St Clairs are of Norman extraction , being descended from William de St Clair , second son of Walderne Compte de St Clair , and Margaret ...
Page 308
... St Clair . All the hounds were tied up , except a few ratches , or slow - hounds , to put up the deer ; while Sir William St Clair posting himself in the best si- tuation for slipping his dogs , prayed devoutly to Christ , the blessed ...
... St Clair . All the hounds were tied up , except a few ratches , or slow - hounds , to put up the deer ; while Sir William St Clair posting himself in the best si- tuation for slipping his dogs , prayed devoutly to Christ , the blessed ...
Page 309
... St Clair , by RICHARD AUGUSTIN HAY , Canon of St Genevieve . This adventurous huntsman married Elizabeth , daughter of Malice Spar , Earl of Orkney and Stratherne , in whose right their son Henry was , in 1379 , created Earl of Orkney ...
... St Clair , by RICHARD AUGUSTIN HAY , Canon of St Genevieve . This adventurous huntsman married Elizabeth , daughter of Malice Spar , Earl of Orkney and Stratherne , in whose right their son Henry was , in 1379 , created Earl of Orkney ...
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Page 36 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower ; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
Page 193 - That day of wrath, .that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! Oh ! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! HUSH'D is the harp — the Minstrel...
Page 8 - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot: Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied : And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the latest minstrel sung.
Page 163 - ... wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide...
Page 162 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Page 182 - The blackening wave is edged with white : To inch and rock the sea-mews fly ; The fishers have heard the Water-Sprite, Whose screams forbode that wreck is nigh.
Page 7 - Where she with all her ladies sate, Perchance he wished his boon denied: For, when to tune his harp he tried, His trembling hand had lost the ease Which marks security to please...
Page 6 - And, would the noble Duchess deign To listen to an old man's strain, Though stiff his hand, his voice though weak, He thought even yet, the sooth to speak. That, if she loved the harp to hear, He could make music to her ear.
Page 139 - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Page 3 - 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! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead ; And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest.