OH! young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
Through all the wide Border his steed was the best;
And save his good broadsword he weapons had none.
He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone.
So faithful in love and so dauntless in war,
There never was knight like the...
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From the “Lay of the Last Minstrel,” Canto III. AND said I that my limbs were old, |
Lady Heron’s Song from “Marmion” |
Summoned from His Bride by the “Fiery Cross of Roderick Dhu” THE HEATH this night must be my bed, |
From “The Lady of the Lake,” Canto III. HE is gone on the mountain, |
From “Ivanhoe” |
Waken, lords and ladies gay, |
From “The Lady of the Lake,” Canto I. THE STAG at eve had drunk his fill, |
[In the spring of 1805, a young gentleman of talents, and of a most amiable disposition, perished by losing his way on the mountain Helvellyn. His remains were not discovered till three months afterwards, when they were found guarded by a faithful terrier, his constant attendant during... |
From “The Lay of the Last Minstrel,” Canto V. CALL it not vain:—they do not err, |