#ScottishWriters
From a rude isle, his ruder lineag… The spark, that, from a suburb hov… Ascending, wraps some capital in f… Hath not a meaner or more sordid b… And for the soul that bade him was…
BREATHES there the man with so… Who never to himself hath said, 'This is my own, my native land… Whose heart hath ne’er within him… As home his footsteps he hath turn…
And said I that my limbs were old… And said I that my blood was cold… And that my kindly fire was fled, And my poor wither’d heart was dea… And that I might not sing of love…
Introduction. The way was long, the wind was col… The Minstrel was infirm and old; His wither’d cheek, and tresses gr… Seem’d to have known a better day;
Part First Ancient True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank; A ferlie he spied wi’ his ee; And there he saw a lady bright,
Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and… As in that well-remember’d night When first thy mystic braid was wo… And first my Agnes whisper’d love… Since then how often hast thou pre…
An ancient minstrel sagely said, ‘Where is the life which late we l… That motley clown in Arden wood, Whom humorous Jaques with envy vi… Not even that clown could amplify,
It was an English ladye bright, (The sun shines fair on Carlisle… And she would marry a Scottish kn… For Love will still be lord of al… Blithely they saw the rising sun
An hour with thee! When earliest… Dapples with gold the eastern gray… Oh, what can frame my mind to bear The toil and turmoil, cark and car… New griefs, which coming hours unf…
The toils are pitched, and the sta… Ever sing merrily, merrily; The bows they bend, and the knives… Hunters live so cheerily. It was a stag, a stag of ten,
Fair Brussels, thou art far behin… Though, lingering on the morning w… We yet may hear the hour Pealed over orchard and canal, With voice prolonged and measured…
When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her father’s God before her moved… An awful Guide, in smoke and flam… By day, along the astonished lands
O young Lochinvar is come out of… Through all the wide Border his s… And save his good broadsword he we… He rode all unarm’d, and he rode a… So faithful in love, and so dauntl…
Whet the bright steel, Sons of the White Dragon! Kindle the torch, Daughter of Hengist! The steel glimmers not for the car…
The breeze, which swept away the s… Round Norham Castle rolled, When all the loud artillery spoke, With lightning-flash, and thunder-… As Marmion left the hold.