. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. warders dull eyeShall in confidence slumber nor dream we are nigh. Our steeds are impatient ! I hear my blithe Gray !There is life in his hoof-clang and hope in his neigh;Like the flash of a meteor, the glance of his maneShall marshal your march through the darkness and rain. The drawbridge has dropped, the bugle has blown;One pledge is to quaff yet — then mount and begone! —To their honor and peace that shall rest with the slain;To their health and their glee that see Teviot again ! 3In0crtpttan FOR TH
. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. warders dull eyeShall in confidence slumber nor dream we are nigh. Our steeds are impatient ! I hear my blithe Gray !There is life in his hoof-clang and hope in his neigh;Like the flash of a meteor, the glance of his maneShall marshal your march through the darkness and rain. The drawbridge has dropped, the bugle has blown;One pledge is to quaff yet — then mount and begone! —To their honor and peace that shall rest with the slain;To their health and their glee that see Teviot again ! 3In0crtpttan FOR THE MONUMENT OF THE REV. GEORGESCOTT. [1830.] To youth, to age, alike, this tablet paleTells the brief moral of its tragic thou a parent. Reverence this parents fondest hopes lie buried thou a youth, prepared on life to opening talents and a generous heart;Fair hopes and flattering prospects all thine own ?Lo ! here their end — a monumental let submission tame each sorrowing crowned its champion ere the fight was -m r _rs
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