...clumsy ; so that though he recovers himself in the final line, the general effect is much damaged : ' Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array. The thunder- clouds close o'er it, which when...

...were almost forced from him despite his will by the spirit of poetry : ' Last noon beheld them lull of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms ; the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it.1 Never, indeed,...

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...signal sound of strife, The morn, the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently-stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which, when...her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent !" When shall that mighty wrong, that unparalleled...

...instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshaling in anus, — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er...

...liery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently -stern army ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when...

...fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently-stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when...

...the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. ' Last noon beheld them lull of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently-stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when...

...proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal- sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently- stern array! , The thunder-clouds...her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent! xxix. Their praise is hymu'd by lofiier harps...

...Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII. Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently-stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when...