The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With lifeGall and Inglis, 1881 - 517 pàgines |
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Pàgina 261
... Brave Gael , my pass in danger tried , Hangs in my belt , and by my side ; Yet , sooth to tell , " the Saxon said , " I dreamt not now to claim its aid . When here , but three days since , I came , Bewilder'd in pursuit of game , All ...
... Brave Gael , my pass in danger tried , Hangs in my belt , and by my side ; Yet , sooth to tell , " the Saxon said , " I dreamt not now to claim its aid . When here , but three days since , I came , Bewilder'd in pursuit of game , All ...
Pàgina 393
... brave Gallant that fights for the Crown ! He has doff'd the silk doublet the breast - plate to bear , He has placed the steel - cap o'er his long flowing hair , From his belt to his stirrup his broadsword hangs down , - Heaven shield ...
... brave Gallant that fights for the Crown ! He has doff'd the silk doublet the breast - plate to bear , He has placed the steel - cap o'er his long flowing hair , From his belt to his stirrup his broadsword hangs down , - Heaven shield ...
Pàgina 506
... brave Lord Ronald , too , hath sworn . Not to regain the Maid of Lorn , ( The bliss on earth he covets most , ) Would he forsake his battle - post , Or shun the fortune that may fall To Bruce , to Scotland , and to all.- But , hark ...
... brave Lord Ronald , too , hath sworn . Not to regain the Maid of Lorn , ( The bliss on earth he covets most , ) Would he forsake his battle - post , Or shun the fortune that may fall To Bruce , to Scotland , and to all.- But , hark ...
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