Poems by Sir Walter Scott
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto V.
... XVIII Prize of the field, the young Buccleuch, ...
Bruce and the Abbot
... Hath blessed thee, and thou shalt be blessed!" ...
To The Sub-Prior
... e before which all things created tremble, I conjure thee to say what thou art that hauntest me thus ...
William and Helen
... "- XXXVI. Strong love prevail'd: She busks, she bounes, ...
The Dance of Death
... - Such forms were seen, such sounds were heard, ...
The Lord of the Isles: Canto I.
... - O! if such scenes thou lovest, scorn not the minstrel strain ...
Farewell to the Muse
... Each joy thou couldst double, and when there came sorrow, ...
Rokeby: Canto VI.
... XIV. "Three days since, was that clew reveal'd, ...
The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto VI.
... XVIII But soon, within that mirror huge and high, ...
The Wild Huntsman
... - Still, still shall last the dreadful chase, ...
Christmas
... The splendid vestments, and the sounding choir ...
Major Bellenden's Song
... Through locks of grey and a cloak that's old ...
The Lord of the Isles: Canto V.
... " XI. "Aye!" - said the priest, "while this poor hand ...
For A' That And A' That
... There's kames in hand to claw that! ...
Marmion: Introduction to Canto I
... The bard you deigned to praise, your deathless names has sung ...
