Caledonia described by Scott, Burns and Ramsay. With illustr. by J. Macwhirter |
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... head was bare , Down hung at length his yellow hair.- Now , mock me not , when , good my lord , I pledge to you my knightly word , That , when I saw his placid grace , His simple majesty of face , His solemn bearing , and his pace So ...
... head was bare , Down hung at length his yellow hair.- Now , mock me not , when , good my lord , I pledge to you my knightly word , That , when I saw his placid grace , His simple majesty of face , His solemn bearing , and his pace So ...
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... head to speak , The monitor was gone . The Marshal and myself had cast To stop him as he outward passed ; But , lighter than the whirlwind's blast , He vanished from our eyes , Like sunbeam on the billow cast , That glances but , and ...
... head to speak , The monitor was gone . The Marshal and myself had cast To stop him as he outward passed ; But , lighter than the whirlwind's blast , He vanished from our eyes , Like sunbeam on the billow cast , That glances but , and ...
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... rest I spread My burning limbs , and couched my head , Fantastic thoughts returned ; And , by their wild dominion led , My heart within me burned . Sir David Lindesay's Tale . So sore was the delirious 12 Sir David Lindesay's Tale .
... rest I spread My burning limbs , and couched my head , Fantastic thoughts returned ; And , by their wild dominion led , My heart within me burned . Sir David Lindesay's Tale . So sore was the delirious 12 Sir David Lindesay's Tale .
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... head , with threatening hand , The spectre shook his naked brand , - Yet did the worst remain ; My dazzled eyes I upward cast , — Not opening hell itself could blast Their sight , like what I saw ! Full on his face the moonbeam strook ...
... head , with threatening hand , The spectre shook his naked brand , - Yet did the worst remain ; My dazzled eyes I upward cast , — Not opening hell itself could blast Their sight , like what I saw ! Full on his face the moonbeam strook ...
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... head , The deep - mouthed bloodhound's heavy bay Resounded up the rocky way , And faint , from farther distance borne , Were heard. Scenes from the " Lady of the Lake . " In the deep Trosachs ' wildest nook His solitary refuge. 37 SCENES ...
... head , The deep - mouthed bloodhound's heavy bay Resounded up the rocky way , And faint , from farther distance borne , Were heard. Scenes from the " Lady of the Lake . " In the deep Trosachs ' wildest nook His solitary refuge. 37 SCENES ...
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Afton amang arms auld Ballochmyle banks bard beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw blest blithe bloom body kiss bonny bosom braes BRAID HILLS breast breeze BRIG bright brow burn CALEDONIA Castle cliff Coolin crag dark dear dearie deep deer e'er fair Farewell Fate fear Fiery Cross Flow gently flowers frae gale glen green Halloween hear heart Heaven Highland hill Jenny Katrine Lady lake lass lassie Loch Loch Katrine Lochinvar lone Lord Marmion maun mony morn mountain Nae mair Nature's ne'er NEIDPATH CASTLE Netherby o'er owre plaid plain pride raptured roar rock Roderick round rove rude sang scarce scene Scotia's shore Smailholm Tower smile soul stream sugh summer sweet Syne tale Tantallon Castle thee thou toil tower TUNE unco wandering wave weary weel Whyles wild wind young Lochinvar
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Стр. 122 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days: There, ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere...
Стр. 31 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing, and chasing, on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? XIII.
Стр. 230 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Стр. 121 - 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 an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Стр. 118 - 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. 29 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 232 - O, wert thou in the cauld blast On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did Misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, "Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Стр. 30 - Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all. Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Стр. 230 - A man's a man for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that — Though hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that ; For a* that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that; The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Стр. 203 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...