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" Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride, I warrant him a warrior tried. "
The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One Volume - Trang 86
bởi Walter Scott - 1827 - 489 trang
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Marmion;: A Tale of Flodden Field, Tập 1

Walter Scott - 1808 - 526 trang
...me ill, When the King praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it...Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. — 'Tis pity of him, too," he cried ; " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride : I warrant him a warrior...

The Annual review and history of literature, A. Aiken ed, Tập 7

Arthur Aikin - 1809 - 832 trang
...me ill, When the king praised his clerkly skill, Thanks to saint Bothara, son of mine, Save Gavvain, ne'er could pen a line ; So swore I, and I swear it still, Let my boy-bishop fi-et his fill,— 470 471 Samt Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cooU the Dougia* blood, I thought...

The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: Marmion; a tale of Flodden field

Sir Walter Scott - 1813 - 536 trang
...me ill, When the King praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it...boy-bishop fret his fill. — Saint Mary mend my fiery mood I Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. Tis pity of him too,"...

The American Orator: Comprising a Collection, Principally from American ...

Joshua P. Slack - 1815 - 340 trang
...me ill, When the king prais'd his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Botham, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it still, Let my boy -bishop fret his fill. Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas blood, I...

The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, Tập 3

Walter Scott - 1818 - 372 trang
...me ill, When the King praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it still, Let my hoy-hishop fret his fill. — Saint Mary mend my fiery mood ! Old age ne'er cools the Douglas hlood,...

The poetical works of Walter Scott, Tập 4

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 306 trang
...me ill, When the King praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it...Douglas blood, 'I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried: " Bold can he speak, and fairly fide : I warrant him a warrior tried."—...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Baronet, Tập 6

Walter Scott - 1821 - 530 trang
...ill, " When the King praised his clerkly skill. " Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, " Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : " So swore I, and I swear...Douglas blood, " I thought to slay him where he stood. " 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride : With this his mandate he...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott, Bart, Tập 3

Walter Scott - 1822 - 400 trang
...me ill, When the King praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it...Douglas' blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride : I warrant him a warrior tried."...

The poetical works of sir Walter Scott, Tập 3

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1823 - 314 trang
...me ill, When the King praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it...Douglas' blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. "Tis pity of him too," he cried : " Bold can he speak, and fairly ride : With this his mandate he recalls,...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 trang
...me ill, When the king praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it...blood, I thought to slay him where he stood. 'T is pily of him, too,» he cried : « Bold can he speak, and fairly ride : 1 warrant him a warrior tried."...




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