Select Works of the British Poets, in a Chronological Series from Falconer to Sir Walter Scott with Biographical and Critical Notices |
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... o'er the bleeding land ; Sick of the tumult , where the trumpet's breath Bids ruin smile , and drowns the groan of death ! ' Tis mine , retired beneath this cavern hoar , That stands all lonely on the sea - beat shore , Far other themes ...
... o'er the bleeding land ; Sick of the tumult , where the trumpet's breath Bids ruin smile , and drowns the groan of death ! ' Tis mine , retired beneath this cavern hoar , That stands all lonely on the sea - beat shore , Far other themes ...
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... o'er the kindling scene propitious light ; In her right hand an ample roll appears , Fraught with long annals of preceding years ; With every wise and noble art of man , Since first the circling hours their course began . Her left a ...
... o'er the kindling scene propitious light ; In her right hand an ample roll appears , Fraught with long annals of preceding years ; With every wise and noble art of man , Since first the circling hours their course began . Her left a ...
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... O'er the gay vessel , and her daring band , Experienced Albert held the chief command ; Though train'd in boisterous elements , his mind Was yet by soft humanity refined , Each joy of wedded love at home he knew ; Abroad confest the ...
... O'er the gay vessel , and her daring band , Experienced Albert held the chief command ; Though train'd in boisterous elements , his mind Was yet by soft humanity refined , Each joy of wedded love at home he knew ; Abroad confest the ...
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... o'er th ' inferior naval train preside , The course determine , or the commerce guide : O'er all the rest , an undistinguish'd crew , Her wing of deepest shade Oblivion drew . A sullen languor still the skies opprest , And held th ...
... o'er th ' inferior naval train preside , The course determine , or the commerce guide : O'er all the rest , an undistinguish'd crew , Her wing of deepest shade Oblivion drew . A sullen languor still the skies opprest , And held th ...
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... o'er her cheek the softest blush of May . Still in her look complacence smiled serene ; She moved the charmer of the rural scene . ' Twas at that season when the fields resume Their loveliest hues , array'd in vernal bloom ; Yon ship ...
... o'er her cheek the softest blush of May . Still in her look complacence smiled serene ; She moved the charmer of the rural scene . ' Twas at that season when the fields resume Their loveliest hues , array'd in vernal bloom ; Yon ship ...
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Arion auld auld lang syne beauty behold beneath birks of Aberfeldy bonnie bosom breast breath charm clouds coursers cried dear death delight dread e'en fair fame fate father fear feel felt fix'd fond frae Fulham gentle grace grief hand hear heard heart heaven hope hour humble knew lady lassie light live look look'd maid mainsail maun mind morning muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once pain Palemon pass'd peace Petrarch pleasure poor praise pride rest Rodmond round sacred sail scene scudding seem'd shade shifting sail ship shore sigh silent sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit sweet tale tears tempest thee thine thought trembling truth Twas vex'd voice wandering wave whyles wife wild wind wretch wyfe wyllowe YENDA youth
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Page 214 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I ; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a" the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun ; And I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o
Page 184 - Though they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, '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.
Page 393 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields— like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main— why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Page 193 - 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.
Page 196 - Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine— no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate, Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight, Shall be thy doom ! To Ruin ALL hail, inexorable lord ! At whose destruction-breathing word The mightiest empires fall!
Page 192 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Page 209 - How blithely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
Page 206 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scimitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Page 193 - 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.
Page 206 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...