Sir Walter Scott

(1771-1832 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

Sir Walter Scott Poems

1. St. Swithin's Chair 4/2/2010
2. The Noble Moringer 4/2/2010
3. The Lay Of The Last Minstrel: Canto Ii. 4/2/2010
4. Rokeby: Canto Iii. 4/2/2010
5. The Lord Of The Isles: Canto Iii. 4/2/2010
6. The Dying Bard 4/2/2010
7. The Troubadour 4/2/2010
8. The Bard's Incantation 4/2/2010
9. Song Of The Glee-Maiden 4/2/2010
10. The Lord Of The Isles: Canto I. 4/2/2010
11. The Bridal Of Triermain 4/2/2010
12. The Lady Of The Lake: Canto Iv. - The Prophecy 4/2/2010
13. Song Of The Zetland Fisherman 4/2/2010
14. The Lay Of The Last Minstrel: Canto Iv. 4/2/2010
15. The Lay Of The Last Minstrel: Canto I 4/2/2010
16. To The Sub-Prior 4/2/2010
17. Verses Found In Bothwell's Pocket-Book 4/2/2010
18. Mackrimmon's Lament 4/2/2010
19. Romance Of Dunois 4/2/2010
20. The Battle Of Sempach 4/2/2010
21. Why Sit'st Thou By That Ruin'D Hall? 4/2/2010
22. Song -- County Guy 4/2/2010
23. The Dying Gipsy Smuggler 4/2/2010
24. The Orphan Maid 4/2/2010
25. Rokeby: Canto Iv. 4/2/2010
26. The Gray Brother 4/2/2010
27. The Maid Of Toro 4/2/2010
28. Marmion: Canto V. - The Court 4/2/2010
29. The Lay Of The Last Minstrel: Canto Iii. 4/2/2010
30. The Lord Of The Isles: Canto Iv. 4/2/2010
31. The Lady Of The Lake: Canto Ii. - The Island 4/2/2010
32. Rokeby: Canto V. 4/2/2010
33. The Norman Horse-Shoe 4/2/2010
34. The Lord Of The Isles: Canto V. 4/2/2010
35. The Dreary Change {the Sun Upon The Weirdlaw Hill} 4/2/2010
36. The Reiver's Wedding 4/2/2010
37. Marmion: Introduction To Canto Iv. 4/2/2010
38. The Lord Of The Isles: Canto Vi. 4/2/2010
39. William And Helen 4/2/2010
40. The Field Of Waterloo 4/2/2010
Best Poem of Sir Walter Scott

Answer

Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.

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Rosabelle

O listen, listen, ladies gay!
No haughty feat of arms I tell;
Soft is the note, and sad the lay
That mourns the lovely Rosabelle.

‘Moor, moor the barge, ye gallant crew!
And, gentle lady, deign to stay!
Rest thee in Castle Ravensheuch,
Nor tempt the stormy firth to-day.

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