Scotland, Denmark, Iceland, Norway, and SwedenHoughton, Mifflin, 1876 |
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Allan Cunningham Amang amid auld banks Baroness Nairne beneath bird bloom blue bonnie lassie Bonnie Strathnaver bosom bower braw breath breeze bright Burns Castle cliff dark David Macbeth Moir dear fair farewell flower frae Gala Water gale Gallowa gang Gareloch gentle gi'e gleam glen Glenshee Gowrie gray green Grishornish ha'e hail hame HARDEN CASTLE hath Hawthornden heart heather heaven hills Inchcape Rock Inchkenneth Invermay island isle Jamie Jeanie Killicrankie Kintore lake Lariston Leven Water light Lindores Loch Logan braes lone look lovely lass Macbeth maid monie morning mountain murmur Nanie-o ne'er night o'er Preston Mill pride roar Robert Burns rose round scene Scotland shore silent sing Sir Walter Scott smile song sound Strathnaver stream summer sweet sweetly tear thee There's thou tide tower trees vale wander waves weary wild William Wordsworth wind WITCH woods
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Стр. 141 - And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen My blood would stain the heather. ' His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover. Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Стр. 114 - Arcadian plain. Pure stream ! in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave ; No torrents stain thy limpid source ; No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white round polish'd pebbles spread ; While, lightly...
Стр. 181 - 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.
Стр. 51 - What are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire ; That look not like the inhabitants o...
Стр. 73 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here. No jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle. Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed, The air is delicate.
Стр. 66 - On a buoy in the storm it floated and swung, And over the waves its warning rung.
Стр. 76 - Trees, a veil just half withdrawn ; This fall of water, that doth make A murmur near the silent Lake...
Стр. 66 - Rover walked his deck, And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring; It made him whistle, it made him sing : His heart was mirthful to excess, But the Rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape float ; Quoth he, " My men, put out the boat. And row me to the Inchcape Rock, And I'll plague the Abbot of Aberbrothok.
Стр. 52 - A prosperous gentleman; and to be king Stands not within the prospect of belief No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence You owe this strange intelligence? or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you [Witches vanish. Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them.
Стр. 130 - The Minstrel came once more to view The eastern ridge of Benvenue, For, ere he parted, he would say Farewell to lovely Loch Achray — Where shall he find, in foreign land, So lone a lake, so sweet a strand...