 THE sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill In Ettrick's vale is sinking sweet; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the" landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore, Though evening with her richest dye...  Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic - 208 페이지저자: Beautiful poetry - 1855전체보기 - 도서 정보
 | Walter Scott - 1822 - 394 페이지
...Melodies. THE sun upon the Weirdlaw hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet...richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. 6 With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1823 - 312 페이지
...Melodies. THE sun upon the Weirdlaw hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet...Ettrick's shore. With listless look along the plain, 1 sec Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride.... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1827 - 678 페이지
...ТПЕ sun upon the \Veinllaw-hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The wcsilaud wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Hears those bright hues thatonce it bore; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the bills... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1831 - 582 페이지
...Melodies. TUB sun upon the Weirdlaw-hill, In t-.tliu'l.' vale, is sinking sweet ; The wesllaud wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape lo mine eye Bears [hose bright hues that once it bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 페이지
...Ettrick's vale is sinking sweet; The western wind is hush and still. The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Tet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues...hills of Ettrick's shore. With listless look along thy plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 294 페이지
...hand. " The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet; The westland wind is hush and still — The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet...glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, — Are they... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 428 페이지
...— " The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still — The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet...along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, i And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 790 페이지
...bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye. Flamee o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listlese look along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melroee rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree,—... | |
 | 1837 - 598 페이지
...hush and still— Bears those bright hues that once it bore ; Though evening, with her richest dye, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. " With listless look along the plain Of Melrose rise in ruined... | |
 | 1838 - 728 페이지
...situation might well be applied the exquisite verses which he indited on another melancholy occasion ; " Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. " The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, — Are they... | |
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