The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... roar , Through the still night dash'd hoarse along the All else was hush'd as Nature's closed ee ; [ shore ; The silent moon shone high o'er tow'r and tree : The chilly frost , beneath the silver beam , Crept , gently - crusting , owre ...
... roar , Through the still night dash'd hoarse along the All else was hush'd as Nature's closed ee ; [ shore ; The silent moon shone high o'er tow'r and tree : The chilly frost , beneath the silver beam , Crept , gently - crusting , owre ...
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... roar and rowte , Few men o ' sense will doubt your claims To rank amang the nowte . And when ye're number'd wi ' the dead , Below a grassy hillock , Wi ' justice they may mark your head- ' Here lies a famous Bullock ! ' ADDRESS TO THE ...
... roar and rowte , Few men o ' sense will doubt your claims To rank amang the nowte . And when ye're number'd wi ' the dead , Below a grassy hillock , Wi ' justice they may mark your head- ' Here lies a famous Bullock ! ' ADDRESS TO THE ...
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... roar . Low , in a sandy valley spread , An ancient borough rear'd her head ; Still , as in Scottish story read , She boasts a race , To ev'ry nobler virtue bred , And polished grace . By stately tow'r or palace fair , Or ruins pendent ...
... roar . Low , in a sandy valley spread , An ancient borough rear'd her head ; Still , as in Scottish story read , She boasts a race , To ev'ry nobler virtue bred , And polished grace . By stately tow'r or palace fair , Or ruins pendent ...
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... roar , They , sightless , stand , To mend the honest patriot lore , And grace the land . And when the bard , or hoary sage , Charm or instruct the future age , They bind the wild poetic rage In energy , Or point the inconclusive page ...
... roar , They , sightless , stand , To mend the honest patriot lore , And grace the land . And when the bard , or hoary sage , Charm or instruct the future age , They bind the wild poetic rage In energy , Or point the inconclusive page ...
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... roar ; Or when the north his fleecy store Drove thro ' the sky , I saw grim nature's visage hoar , Struck thy young eye . ' Or when the deep green - mantl'd earth Warm - cherish'd ev'ry flow'ret's birth , And joy and music pouring forth ...
... roar ; Or when the north his fleecy store Drove thro ' the sky , I saw grim nature's visage hoar , Struck thy young eye . ' Or when the deep green - mantl'd earth Warm - cherish'd ev'ry flow'ret's birth , And joy and music pouring forth ...
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Стр. 143 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride ; His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
Стр. 143 - They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps ' Dundee's ' wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive *• Martyrs...
Стр. 156 - ... sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd is laid Low i
Стр. 170 - O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion: What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n Devotion I ADDRESS TO EDINBURGH.
Стр. 126 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Стр. 145 - While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compar'd with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's ev'ry grace except the heart ! The Power, incens'd, the pageant will desert, The pompous strain, the sacerdotal stole ; But haply, in some cottage far apart, May hear, well pleas'd, the language of the soul ; And in his book of life the inmates poor enroll.
Стр. 143 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare : — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale...
Стр. 141 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an
Стр. 211 - Paisley harn, That while a lassie she had worn, In longitude tho' sorely scanty, It was her best, and she was vauntie. Ah ! little ken'd thy reverend grannie, That sark she coft for her wee Nannie, Wi' twa pund Scots ('twas a
Стр. 208 - Tam skelpit on thro" dub and mire, Despising wind, and rain, and fire; Whiles holding fast his guid blue bonnet; Whiles crooning o'er some auld Scots sonnet; Whiles glow'ring round wi' prudent cares, Lest bogles catch him unawares; Kirk-Alloway was drawing nigh, Whare ghaists and houlets nightly cry. — By this time he was cross the ford, Whare in the snaw, the chapman smoor'd; And past the birks and meikle stane, Whare drunken Charlie brak 's neck-bane; And thro...