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Page 315 - The Duchess mark'd his weary pace, His timid mien, and reverend face, And bade her page the menials tell, That they should tend the old man well : For she had known adversity, Though born in such a high degree ; In pride of power, in beauty's bloom, Had wept o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb
Page 386 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan, Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran, There was racing and chasing on Cannobie lea, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see.
Page 235 - of Ettrick's shore. With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, Are they still such as once they were, Or is the dreary change in me ? It
Page 31 - And stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And crop-full out of doors he flings Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 31 - how the drudging goblin sweat To earn his cream bowl duly set; When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-lab'rers could not end ; Then lies him down, the Lubber-fiend, And stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And crop-full out of doors he flings Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 155 - dreamed a dreary dream, Beyond the Isle of Skye : I saw a dead man win a fight, And I think that man was I." He belted on his gude braid sword, And to the field he ran ; But he forgot the helmet good
Page 95 - For though, in feudal strife, a foe Hath laid Our Lady's chapel low, Yet still, beneath the hallow'd soil, The peasant rests him from his toil, And, dying, bids his bones be laid, Where erst his simple fathers pray'd." "What I saw myself, in that fair country,
Page 235 - vale is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hushed and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore ; Though evening with her richest dye, Flames o'er the
Page 200 - To seik het water beneith cauld ice, Surely it is a greit folie— I have asked grace at a graceless face, But there is nane for my men and me !' " But had I kenn'd ere I cam frae hame, How thou unkind wad'st been to me ! 1
Page 175 - from counter to tail, And the rider was armed complete in mail ; Never heavier man and horse Stemm'da midnight torrent's force. " The warrior's very plume, I say, Was daggled by the dashing spray ; Yet, through good heart, and Our Ladye's grace, At length he gained the landing place.