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... James II . granted to Sir Walter Scott of Branksome , and to Sir David , his son , the remaining half of the barony of Branksome , to be held in blanche for the payment of a red rose . The cause assigned for the grant is , their brave ...
... James II . granted to Sir Walter Scott of Branksome , and to Sir David , his son , the remaining half of the barony of Branksome , to be held in blanche for the payment of a red rose . The cause assigned for the grant is , their brave ...
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... ( James V. then a minor ) was heavily displeased , and would fain have been out of their hands , if he might by any way : And , to that effect , wrote a quiet and secret letter with his own hand , and sent it to the laird of Buccleuch ...
... ( James V. then a minor ) was heavily displeased , and would fain have been out of their hands , if he might by any way : And , to that effect , wrote a quiet and secret letter with his own hand , and sent it to the laird of Buccleuch ...
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... James of Compostella , for the benefit of the soul of the deceased . But as he returned through the town of Ryoll , after accomplishment of his vow , he was beset , and treacherously slain , by the kindred of the knight whom he had ...
... James of Compostella , for the benefit of the soul of the deceased . But as he returned through the town of Ryoll , after accomplishment of his vow , he was beset , and treacherously slain , by the kindred of the knight whom he had ...
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... James Balfour , the persoun of Fliske Mr David Chal- mers , black Mr John Spens , who was principal deviser of the murder ; and the Quene , assenting thairto , throw the persua- sioun of the Erle Bothwell , and the witchcraft of Lady ...
... James Balfour , the persoun of Fliske Mr David Chal- mers , black Mr John Spens , who was principal deviser of the murder ; and the Quene , assenting thairto , throw the persua- sioun of the Erle Bothwell , and the witchcraft of Lady ...
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... Otterburne . - P . 50 : The famous and desperate battle of Otterburne was fought 15th August , 1388 , betwixt Henry Percy , called Hotspur , and James , Earl of Douglas . Both these renowned champions 248 NOTES TO CANTO SECOND .
... Otterburne . - P . 50 : The famous and desperate battle of Otterburne was fought 15th August , 1388 , betwixt Henry Percy , called Hotspur , and James , Earl of Douglas . Both these renowned champions 248 NOTES TO CANTO SECOND .
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Page 206 - 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 ! O, 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!
Page 175 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Page 19 - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...
Page 43 - 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 196 - O listen, listen, ladies gay ! No haughty feat of arms I tell ; Soft is the note, and sad the lay, That mourns the lovely Rosabelle. — " Moor, moor the barge, ye gallant crew ! And, gentle ladye, deign to stay ! Rest thee in Castle Ravensheuch, Nor tempt the stormy firth to-day. " 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 14 - 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 15 - 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 176 - Caledonia ! stern and 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.
Page 11 - 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, welladay! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead; And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest.
Page 51 - In these far climes, it was my lot To meet the wondrous Michael Scott ; A wizard of such dreaded fame, That when, in Salamanca's cave, Him listed his magic wand to wave, The bells would ring in Notre Dame...