The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir, Հատոր 1William Blackwood, 1860 |
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... thousand strong . " He had been a mercantile man in the West Indies , cruising about much , but never a professional seaman . Blackwood and Wilson were amazed that a man of the west , whom they wotted not of , could pour such brilliant ...
... thousand strong . " He had been a mercantile man in the West Indies , cruising about much , but never a professional seaman . Blackwood and Wilson were amazed that a man of the west , whom they wotted not of , could pour such brilliant ...
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... whit less evident is its spread from one part of these locali- ties to another by contact . Many thousand human lives , however , must , I fear , be sacrificed to the demon of the air ere the real truth be acknowledged and 54 MEMOIR.
... whit less evident is its spread from one part of these locali- ties to another by contact . Many thousand human lives , however , must , I fear , be sacrificed to the demon of the air ere the real truth be acknowledged and 54 MEMOIR.
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... Thousands shall hang , until Time's eye grow dim ; And then we thought , when shall have pass'd away The millions now pursuing life's career , And Scott himself is dust , how , lingering here , Pilgrims from all the lands of earth shall ...
... Thousands shall hang , until Time's eye grow dim ; And then we thought , when shall have pass'd away The millions now pursuing life's career , And Scott himself is dust , how , lingering here , Pilgrims from all the lands of earth shall ...
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... thousand wiles to win our praise , To claim and keep our love ; Fondness for us thrill'd all thy veins ; And , Casa , can it be That nought of all the past remains Except vain tears for thee ? VIII . Idly we watch thy form to trace In ...
... thousand wiles to win our praise , To claim and keep our love ; Fondness for us thrill'd all thy veins ; And , Casa , can it be That nought of all the past remains Except vain tears for thee ? VIII . Idly we watch thy form to trace In ...
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... me , To clasp my neck from off my knee ! Was it thy voice ? Again , oh speak , My son , or else my heart will break ! ” Each adding to that father's woes , A thousand bygone scenes arose ; At home - a - field - each with its THE LOST LAMB,
... me , To clasp my neck from off my knee ! Was it thy voice ? Again , oh speak , My son , or else my heart will break ! ” Each adding to that father's woes , A thousand bygone scenes arose ; At home - a - field - each with its THE LOST LAMB,
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Էջ 159 - AND is there care in heaven ? and is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is...
Էջ 317 - Light down, light down, now, true Thomas, And lean your head upon my knee: Abide, and rest a little space, And I will show you ferlies three, " О see ye not yon narrow road, So thick beset with thorns and briers' That is the path of righteousness, Though after it but few inquires. "And see not ye that braid, braid road. That lies across that lily leven' That is the path of wickedness, Though some call it the road to heaven.
Էջ 221 - Oh that I had wings like a dove ! for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Էջ 146 - While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live? But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
Էջ 145 - Is the child dead? And they said, He is dead. 20 Then David arose from the earth, and washed, and anointed himself, and changed his apparel, and came into the house of the Lord, and worshipped: then he came to his own house; and when he required, they set bread before him, and he did eat.
Էջ 159 - Of men than beasts ; but oh ! the exceeding grace Of highest God ! that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace. That blessed angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
Էջ 111 - Thou wert a vision of delight To bless us given ; Beauty embodied to our sight, A type of heaven ! So dear to us thou wert, thou art Even less thine own self, than a part Of mine and of thy mother's heart...
Էջ 112 - Do what I may, go where I will, Thou meet'st my sight; There dost thou glide before me still — A form of light! I feel thy breath upon my cheek, I see thee smile, I hear thee speak, Till oh! my heart is like to break, Casa Wappy! Methinks thou smil'st before me now, With glance of stealth; The hair thrown back from thy full brow, In buoyant health : I see thine eyes' deep violet light, Thy dimpled cheek carnatiou'd bright, Thy clasping arms so round and white, Casa Wappy!
Էջ 111 - To bless us given ; Beauty embodied to our sight — A type of Heaven : So dear to us thou wert, thou art Even less thine own self, than a part Of mine, and of thy Mother's heart, Casa Wappy ! Thy bright, brief day knew no decline...
Էջ 318 - Ye'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie." 0 they rade on, and farther on, And they waded through rivers aboon the knee, And they saw neither sun nor moon, But they heard the roaring of the sea. It was mirk, mirk night, and there was nae stern light, And they waded through red blude to the knee, For a' the blude, that's shed on earth, Rins through the springs o