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The Lady of the Lake By Walter Scott Characters: 984

Updated: 2017-12-01 00:03


Boon nature scattered, free and wild,

Each plant or flower, the mountain's child.

Here eglantine embalmed the air,

215 Hawthorn and hazel mingled there;

The primrose pale and violet flower,

Found in each cliff a narrow bower;

Fox-glove and night-shade, side by side,

Emblems of punishment and pride,

220 Grouped their dark hues with every stain

The weather-beaten crags retain.

With boughs that quaked at every breath,

Grey birch and aspen wept beneath;

Al

oft, the ash and warrior oak

225 Cast anchor in the rifted rock;

And, higher yet, the pine-tree hung

His shattered trunk, and frequent flung,note

Where seemed the cliffs to meet on high,

His bows athwart the narrowed sky.

230 Highest of all, where white peaks glanced,

Where glist'ning streamers waved and danced,

The wanderer's eye could barely view

The summer heaven's delicious blue;

So wondrous wild, the whole might seem

235 The scenery of a fairy dream.

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