The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and ModernJohn Ross Edinburgh Publishing Company, 1878 - Всего страниц: 760 |
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... True Thomas , he pull'd aff his cap , And. ' A sly fox - bird , who would turn to Christ with the wyles of tods and foxes , ' -meaning his swearing to the cove- nants . After some others of minor importance , comes one in reference to ...
... True Thomas , he pull'd aff his cap , And. ' A sly fox - bird , who would turn to Christ with the wyles of tods and foxes , ' -meaning his swearing to the cove- nants . After some others of minor importance , comes one in reference to ...
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... True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi ' his ee ; And there he saw a ladye bright , Come riding down by the Eildon tree . Her shirt was o ' the grass - green silk , Her mantle o ' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her ...
... True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi ' his ee ; And there he saw a ladye bright , Come riding down by the Eildon tree . Her shirt was o ' the grass - green silk , Her mantle o ' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her ...
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... true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie . " — " My tongue is mine ain , " true Thomas said ; " A gudely gift ye wad gie to me ! I neither dought to buy nor sell , At fair or tryst where I may be . The traditional ...
... true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie . " — " My tongue is mine ain , " true Thomas said ; " A gudely gift ye wad gie to me ! I neither dought to buy nor sell , At fair or tryst where I may be . The traditional ...
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... True Thomas , ye maun go wi ' me ; And ye maun serve me seven years , Thro ' weal or woe as may chance to be . " She mounted on her milk - white steed ; She's ta'en true Thomas up behind ; And aye , whene'er her bridle rung , The steed ...
... True Thomas , ye maun go wi ' me ; And ye maun serve me seven years , Thro ' weal or woe as may chance to be . " She mounted on her milk - white steed ; She's ta'en true Thomas up behind ; And aye , whene'er her bridle rung , The steed ...
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... true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie . " - " My tongue is mine ain , " true Thomas said ; " A gudely gift ye wad gie to me ! I neither dought to buy nor sell , At fair or tryst where I may be . I The traditional ...
... true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie . " - " My tongue is mine ain , " true Thomas said ; " A gudely gift ye wad gie to me ! I neither dought to buy nor sell , At fair or tryst where I may be . I The traditional ...
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Стр. 441 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Стр. 689 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Стр. 440 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Стр. 440 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Стр. 606 - How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild Evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Стр. 519 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Стр. 366 - The Evergreen. Being a Collection of Scots Poems, Wrote by the Ingenious before 1600.
Стр. 441 - There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll.
Стр. 439 - And every sense, and every heart, is joy. Then comes thy glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
Стр. 446 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...