Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer to Sir Walter ScottThomas Wardle, 1838 - 732 էջ |
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... dear youth ! thy father's rage atone ! And let this tortured bosom beat alone ! The hovering anger yet thou may'st appease ; Go then , dear youth ! nor tempt the faithless seas ! Find out some happier daughter of the town , With ...
... dear youth ! thy father's rage atone ! And let this tortured bosom beat alone ! The hovering anger yet thou may'st appease ; Go then , dear youth ! nor tempt the faithless seas ! Find out some happier daughter of the town , With ...
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... dear grandmother , eldest of forms , Tended the little ones , and watch'd from harm , Anxiously fond , though oft her spectacles With elfin cunning hid , and oft the pins Drawn from her ravell'd stockings , might have sour'd One less ...
... dear grandmother , eldest of forms , Tended the little ones , and watch'd from harm , Anxiously fond , though oft her spectacles With elfin cunning hid , and oft the pins Drawn from her ravell'd stockings , might have sour'd One less ...
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... dear ; For guiltless woes her sorrows flow , And suffering vice compels her tear ; " Tis hers to soothe the ills below , And bid life's fairer views appear To woman's gentle kind we owe What comforts and delights us here ; They its gay ...
... dear ; For guiltless woes her sorrows flow , And suffering vice compels her tear ; " Tis hers to soothe the ills below , And bid life's fairer views appear To woman's gentle kind we owe What comforts and delights us here ; They its gay ...
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... dear friend , the sickening slave . " Was he forgotten ? " Thrice upon his ear Struck the loud clock , yet no relief was near . Each rattling carriage , and each thundering stroke On the loud door , the dream of fancy broke : Oft as a ...
... dear friend , the sickening slave . " Was he forgotten ? " Thrice upon his ear Struck the loud clock , yet no relief was near . Each rattling carriage , and each thundering stroke On the loud door , the dream of fancy broke : Oft as a ...
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... Dear child ! in three plain words thy mind ex- Look to the lasses , let there not be one press ; Who lacks attention , till her tasks be done ; Wilt thou have this good youth ? " - " Dear father ! In every household work your portion ...
... Dear child ! in three plain words thy mind ex- Look to the lasses , let there not be one press ; Who lacks attention , till her tasks be done ; Wilt thou have this good youth ? " - " Dear father ! In every household work your portion ...
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Էջ 230 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank 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
Էջ 230 - 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!
Էջ 211 - From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, 'An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Էջ 419 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Էջ 227 - How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
Էջ 233 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, love and pleasure! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever! Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!
Էջ 202 - Though they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Էջ 223 - Tam, had'st thou but been sae wise, As taen thy ain wife Kate's advice! She tauld thee weel thou was a skellum, A blethering, blustering, drunken blellum That frae November till October, Ae market-day thou was nae sober; That ilka melder wi...
Էջ 224 - That hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in; And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Էջ 233 - But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.