More leaves from the journal of a life in the Highlands, from 1862 to 1882

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Common terms and phrases

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Էջ 212 - And he from within shall answer and say, Trouble me not : the door is now shut, and my children are with me in bed; I cannot rise and give thee.
Էջ 127 - Where glistening streamers waved and danced, The wanderer's eye could barely view The summer heaven's delicious blue ; So wondrous wild, the whole might seem The scenery of a fairy dream.
Էջ 112 - The Lord bless thee and keep thee ; the Lord make His face to shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee ; the Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee peace.
Էջ 231 - No one ever raised and strengthened one's faith more than Dr. Macleod. His own faith was so strong, his heart so large, that all — high and low, weak and strong, the erring and the good — could alike find sympathy, help, and consolation from him. How I loved to talk to him, to ask his advice, to speak to him of my sorrows, my anxieties ! But, alas ! how impossible I feel it to be to give any adequate idea of the character of this good and distinguished man...
Էջ 271 - Catholic church, reminding one, from its elevated position to the right and above the house, 181 of churches and convents abroad, I thought I never saw a lovelier or more romantic spot, or one which told its history so well. What a scene it must have been in 1745! And here was /, the descendant of the Stuarts and of the very king whom Prince Charles sought to overthrow, sitting and walking about quite privately and peaceably.
Էջ 80 - IF thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moon-light; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
Էջ 255 - I am proud to call my own, where there was such devoted loyalty to the family of my ancestors— for Stuart blood is in my veins, and I am now their representative, and the people are as devoted and loyal to me as they were to that unhappy race.
Էջ 53 - I gazed — not without deep emotion — on the scene of our reception twenty-four years ago, by dear Lord Breadalbane, in a princely style, not to be equalled in grandeur and poetic effect.

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