Le opere poetiche di Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed con una attenta revisione del testo . messenger da heavenThat avvertito in Lithgow, Scotlands re,né meno la convocazione infernale;può passare il monaco del racconto Durhams.la cui demon combattuto in stile gotico mail;IMay perdono invocare per Fordun gravi.che hanno raccontato di Cliffords Goblin-Cave.Ma perché tali istanze per voi, 130 SCOTIAS opere poetiche. Chi in un istante può renewYour serbava impedissero l'accesso t)f vari h)re.e furnisii venti mila più ?impedissero l'accesso, non come tiieirs wiiose vohinies restLike tesori del torace Franchniont,mentre ^ripple proprietari ancora refuseTo

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The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed with a careful revision of the text . messenger from heavenThat warned, in Lithgow, Scotlands king, Nor less the infernal summoning;May pass the Monk of Durhams tale.Whose demon fought in Gothic mail;IMay pardon plead for Fordun grave.Who told of Cliffords Goblin-Cave.But why such instances to you, 130 SCOTIAS POETICAL WORKS. Who in an instant can renewYour treasured hoards t)f various h)re.And furnisii twenty thousand more ?Hoards, not like tiieirs wiiose vohinies restLike treasures in the Franchniont chest, While ^ripple owners still refuseTo others what thev cannot use:Ciive tiiem the jjriests whole centurv.They shall not spell you letters three, —Their pleasure in the books the sameThe magpie takes in pilfered gem.Thy volumes, open as thy heart.Delight, amusement, science, art, To every ear and eye impart :Yet who, of all who thus employ them.Can like the owners self enjoy them ? —lUit. hark ! I hear the distant drum !The day of Flodden Field is come, —Adieu, dear Heber! life and health, And store of literary wealth.. illarmiou. CANTO SIXTH. THE BATTLE. While great events were on the gale. And each hour brought a varying tale, And the demeanor, changed and cold, Of Douglas fretted Marmion bold. And, like the impatient steed of war. He snuffed the battle from afar. And hopes were none that back again Herald should come from Terouenne, Where Englands king in leaguer lay, Before decisive battle-day, — While these things were, the mournful Clare Did in the dames devotions share ; For the good countess ceaseless prayed To Heaven and saints her sons to aid. And with short interval did pass From praver to book, from book to mass. And all in high baronial pride, — A life both dull and dignified : Yet, as Lord ^Lirmion nothing pressed L^I)on her intervals of rest. Dejected Clara well could bear Tlie formal state, the lengtiiened prayer. Though dearest to her wounded heart The hours that she might spend apart. I said

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• bookauthorrolfewjw
• bookcentury1800
• bookdecade1880
• bookyear1888