The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With lifeGall and Inglis, 1881 - 517 pàgines |
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Pàgina 54
... hath said , This is my own , my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd , As home his footsteps he hath turn'd , From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe , go , mark him well ; For him no minstrel ...
... hath said , This is my own , my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd , As home his footsteps he hath turn'd , From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe , go , mark him well ; For him no minstrel ...
Pàgina 83
... hath been , Where Noah's ark may yet be seen ; By that Red Sea , too , hath he trod , Which parted at the prophet's rod ; In Sinai's wilderness he saw The Mount , where Israel heard the law , ' Mid thunder - dint , and flashing levin ...
... hath been , Where Noah's ark may yet be seen ; By that Red Sea , too , hath he trod , Which parted at the prophet's rod ; In Sinai's wilderness he saw The Mount , where Israel heard the law , ' Mid thunder - dint , and flashing levin ...
Pàgina 429
... hath sung , Joy ! joy ! each matin bell hath rung ; The holy priest says grateful mass , Loud shouts each hardy galla - glass , No mountain den holds outcast boor , Of heart so dull , of soul so poor , But he hath flung his task aside ...
... hath sung , Joy ! joy ! each matin bell hath rung ; The holy priest says grateful mass , Loud shouts each hardy galla - glass , No mountain den holds outcast boor , Of heart so dull , of soul so poor , But he hath flung his task aside ...
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