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" ... band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity... "
Scott's Lay of the Last Minstrel: Cantos I-[vi.] - Страница 83
по Sir Walter Scott - 1893
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...thus I love them better still, , . Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel...the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot stone, Though there, forgotten and alone, The Bard may...

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...And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way; Still feel...break, Although it chill my wither'd cheek; Still Iny my head by Tcviot stone. Though there, forgotten and alone. The bard may draw his parting groan,...

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...And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel...the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot stone, Though there, forgotten and alone, The Bard may...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

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...Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream slid let me stray, Though none should guide my feehle way; Still feel the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withcr'd cheek; Still lay my head by Teviot stone, Though there, forgotten and alone, The bard may...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

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...should guide my feeble way; Still feel the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot Stone, Though there, forgotten and alone, The oard may draw his parting groan. [ From fvanhoc.) REBECCA'S HYMN. WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved,...

Scott and Scotland

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...(which sends a thrill to the heart of hearts) concluding thus: By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way; Still feel...the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot stone, Though there forgotten and alone, The bard may...

The lay of the last minstrel. Illustr. ed

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...And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's streams still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel the breeze down Ettricke break, Although it chill my withered cheek ; Still lay my head by Teviot stone, Though there,...

The Phrenological Journal, and Magazine of Moral Science, Том 11

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...And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel...forgotten and alone, The bard may draw his parting groan." On the other hand I do not know what author can be singled out, whose works exhibit such a deficiency...

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1838 - 908 страници
...And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way ; Still feel...forgotten and alone, The bard may draw his parting groan." ' On the other hand I do not know what author can be singled out, whose works exhibit such a deficiency...

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...And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none should guide my feeble way; Still feel...the breeze down Ettrick break, Although it chill my withered cheek; Still lay my head by Teviot's stone, Though there, forgotten and alone, The bard may...




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