Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, Հատոր 2Carey and Hart, 1842 |
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... mountain swells , Tipt with a wreath high - curling in the sky . " Well might the bard , with such a snow - storm in his imagination , when telling the shepherds to be kind to their helpless charge , address them in language which , in ...
... mountain swells , Tipt with a wreath high - curling in the sky . " Well might the bard , with such a snow - storm in his imagination , when telling the shepherds to be kind to their helpless charge , address them in language which , in ...
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... mountain bard ; but when , at the shrine of true poetry , did ever such votaries devoutly worship ? Cold , false , and hollow , ever has been their admiration of genius - and dif- ferent , indeed , from their evanescent ejaculations ...
... mountain bard ; but when , at the shrine of true poetry , did ever such votaries devoutly worship ? Cold , false , and hollow , ever has been their admiration of genius - and dif- ferent , indeed , from their evanescent ejaculations ...
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... mountains of the moon . Well then , Scotland met Burns , on his first sun - burst , with one exulting acclaim . Scot- land bought and read his poetry , and Burns , for a poor man , became rich - rich to his heart's desire - and reached ...
... mountains of the moon . Well then , Scotland met Burns , on his first sun - burst , with one exulting acclaim . Scot- land bought and read his poetry , and Burns , for a poor man , became rich - rich to his heart's desire - and reached ...
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... whole life . We remem- ber slides a quarter of a mile long , on level meadows ; and some not less deep , down the sides of hills that to us VOL . II . 4 were mountains . No boy can slide on one leg WINTER RHAPSODY . 41.
... whole life . We remem- ber slides a quarter of a mile long , on level meadows ; and some not less deep , down the sides of hills that to us VOL . II . 4 were mountains . No boy can slide on one leg WINTER RHAPSODY . 41.
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John Wilson. were mountains . No boy can slide on one leg now - not a single shoe seems to have sparables . The florid style of skating shows that that fine art is degenerating ; and , except in a Torry , we look in vain for the grand ...
John Wilson. were mountains . No boy can slide on one leg now - not a single shoe seems to have sparables . The florid style of skating shows that that fine art is degenerating ; and , except in a Torry , we look in vain for the grand ...
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Էջ 10 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Էջ 21 - The Lord giveth, and the Lord ' taketh away ; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Էջ 356 - MARY YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Էջ 357 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Էջ 352 - Let him follow me! By Oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! •Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe ! Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die...
Էջ 133 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth have made us Heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Էջ 25 - Let down the flood, and half dissolved by day, Rustles no more; but to the sedgy bank Fast grows, or gathers round the pointed stone, A crystal pavement, by the breath of Heaven Cemented firm ; till, seized from shore to shore, The whole imprison'd river growls below.
Էջ 354 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense and pride o' worth Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may — As come it will for a' that — That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth. May bear the gree, and a' that. For a' that, and a' that, It's comin' yet, for a' that, — That man to man, the warld o'er.
Էջ 29 - Beneath the formless wild; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray : Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves> and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt.
Էջ 355 - THEIR groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the blue-bell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...