The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With lifeGall and Inglis, 1881 - 517 pàgines |
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Pàgina 208
... rest ! thy chase is done ; While our slumbrous spells assail ye , Dream not , with the rising sun , Bugles here shall sound reveillé . Sleep ! the deer is in his den ; Sleep ! thy hounds are by thee lying ; Sleep ! nor dream in yonder ...
... rest ! thy chase is done ; While our slumbrous spells assail ye , Dream not , with the rising sun , Bugles here shall sound reveillé . Sleep ! the deer is in his den ; Sleep ! thy hounds are by thee lying ; Sleep ! nor dream in yonder ...
Pàgina 228
... rest , and love . III . No thought of peace , no thought of rest , Assuaged the storm in Roderick's breast . With sheathed broadsword in his hand , Abrupt he paced the islet strand , And eyed the rising sun , and laid His hand on his ...
... rest , and love . III . No thought of peace , no thought of rest , Assuaged the storm in Roderick's breast . With sheathed broadsword in his hand , Abrupt he paced the islet strand , And eyed the rising sun , and laid His hand on his ...
Pàgina 259
... rest , and food and fire , In vain he never must require . Then rest thee here till dawn of day ; Myself will guide thee on the way , O'er stock and stone , through watch and ward . Till past Clan - Alpine's atmost guard , As far as ...
... rest , and food and fire , In vain he never must require . Then rest thee here till dawn of day ; Myself will guide thee on the way , O'er stock and stone , through watch and ward . Till past Clan - Alpine's atmost guard , As far as ...
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