Jones's Cabinet Edition of British Poets, Том 2Jones & Company, 1831 |
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... heart in sullen wo immured ? " He raised his head , and thrice essay'd to tell , Thrice from his lips the unfinish'd accents fell ; When thus at last reluctantly he broke His boding silence , and the maid bespoke : " Grieve not , my ...
... heart in sullen wo immured ? " He raised his head , and thrice essay'd to tell , Thrice from his lips the unfinish'd accents fell ; When thus at last reluctantly he broke His boding silence , and the maid bespoke : " Grieve not , my ...
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... heart . Dear Native Grove ! where'er my devious track , To thee will Memory lead the wanderer back . Whether in Arno's polish'd vales I stray , Or where " Oswego's swamps " obstruct the day ; Or wander lone , where , wildering and wide ...
... heart . Dear Native Grove ! where'er my devious track , To thee will Memory lead the wanderer back . Whether in Arno's polish'd vales I stray , Or where " Oswego's swamps " obstruct the day ; Or wander lone , where , wildering and wide ...
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... heart beguiled . And there was too in that same bark , A father and his son : The lad was sickly , and the sire Was old and wo - begone . And when the tempest waxed strong , And the bark could no more it ' bide , She said it was jovial ...
... heart beguiled . And there was too in that same bark , A father and his son : The lad was sickly , and the sire Was old and wo - begone . And when the tempest waxed strong , And the bark could no more it ' bide , She said it was jovial ...
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... heart a fearful chill , But speaks to philosophic souls delight , Thee do I hail , as at my casement high , My candle waning melancholy by , I sit and taste the holy calm of night . Yon pensive orb , that through the ether sails , And ...
... heart a fearful chill , But speaks to philosophic souls delight , Thee do I hail , as at my casement high , My candle waning melancholy by , I sit and taste the holy calm of night . Yon pensive orb , that through the ether sails , And ...
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... heart would heave with mournful ecs- TO A TAPER . [ tacy . ' TIS midnight - On the globe dead slumber sits , And all ... heart can weep , when from my downcast eye , I chase the tear , and stem the rising sigh : Deep buried there I close ...
... heart would heave with mournful ecs- TO A TAPER . [ tacy . ' TIS midnight - On the globe dead slumber sits , And all ... heart can weep , when from my downcast eye , I chase the tear , and stem the rising sigh : Deep buried there I close ...
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amang art thou auld bard beauty beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blast bloom blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braw breast Burns charms claut dark dear death e'en e'er Elegy ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear flowers frae grace green grove hand hast hear heart Heaven hill honour hope hour Hudibras John Barleycorn lass lassie lonely lyre maid mair maun mind monie morn mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er owre peace plain pleasure poet poor pow'r pride Quoth rill ROBERT BURNS round scene Scotland shade sigh sing skelpin smile song soul sparklin spring stream sweet tear tell thee There's thine thou thought toil trees Tune Twas vale wander wave weary weel whistle whyles wild wind ye'll youth
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Стр. 27 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
Стр. 92 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Стр. 27 - An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun', Some ca' the pleugh, some herd, some tentie rin A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu...
Стр. 27 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Стр. 19 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Стр. 44 - Till roof and rafters a' did dirl. Coffins stood round, like open presses, That...
Стр. 27 - 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. 56 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Стр. 71 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Стр. 17 - twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd. And shall we own such judgment? no— as soon Seek roses in December— ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics, who themselves are sore Or yield one single thought to be misled By Jeffrey's heart, or Lambe's Boeotian head.