'Christopher North,': A Memoir of John Wilson, Late Professor of Moral Philosophy in the University of Edinburgh

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W. J. Widdleton, 1863 - 484 էջ
 

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Էջ 385 - And all their echoes mourn. The willows and the hazel copses green Shall now no more be seen Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays.
Էջ 231 - Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow!
Էջ 233 - Come one, come all! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I." Sir Roderick marked, — and in his eyes Respect was mingled with surprise, And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel.
Էջ 9 - ... so a Scotch mist becomes a shower — and a shower a flood — and a flood a storm — and a storm a tempest — and a tempest thunder and lightning — and thunder and lightning heavenquake and earthquake — till the heart of poor wee Kit quaked, and almost died within him in the desert.
Էջ 184 - ... that Cleghorn and Corkindale could do, It was plain, from twenty symptoms, that death was in his view, So the Captain made his...
Էջ 285 - ... sure not to be misunderstood. There were beautiful and accomplished women to adorn and enjoy this circle. The weather was as Elysian as the scenery. There were brilliant cavalcades through the woods in the mornings, and delicious boatings on the Lake by moonlight ; and the last day " the Admiral of the Lake " presided over one of the most splendid regattas that ever enlivened Windermere.
Էջ 402 - ... piteous than aught that trills from earthly instrument was the scarce audible dirge. It seemed to float over the stream, every foam-bell emitting a plaintive note, till the airy anthem came floating over our couch, and then alighted without footsteps among the heather.
Էջ 183 - His hair was curled in order, At the rising of the sun, In comely rows and buckles smart That about his ears did run ; And, before, there was a toupee That some inches up did grow, And behind there was a long queue, That did o'er his shoulders flow. Oh ! we ne'er shall see the like of Captain Paton no mo'e ! And whenever we foregathered He took off his wee
Էջ 82 - Sandal (the first of them within about 400 feet of the highest mountains in Great Britain) — was then occupied by Mr Coleridge as a study. On this particular day, the sun having only just set, it naturally happened that Mr Coleridge — whose nightly vigils were long — had not yet come down to breakfast; meantime, and until the epoch of the Coleridgian breakfast should arrive, his study was lawfully disposable to profaner uses.
Էջ 3 - ... the greensward, for he has whapped him right over his head and far away, a fish a quarter of an ounce in weight, and, at the very least, two inches long ! Off he flies, on wings of wind, to his father, mother, and sisters, and...

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