Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, Svazek 2Carey and Hart, 1842 |
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Strana 14
... once all thy native vale , and at once left it in darkness . Thy name has long slept in our heart - and there let it sleep un- breathed - even as , when we are dreaming our way through some solitary place , without speaking we bless the ...
... once all thy native vale , and at once left it in darkness . Thy name has long slept in our heart - and there let it sleep un- breathed - even as , when we are dreaming our way through some solitary place , without speaking we bless the ...
Strana 19
... once ever marring the melody , with pathetic touches interposed never heard before , and never more to be renewed ! For each dream had its own breathing , and many - visioned did then seem to be the sinless creature's sleep ! The love ...
... once ever marring the melody , with pathetic touches interposed never heard before , and never more to be renewed ! For each dream had its own breathing , and many - visioned did then seem to be the sinless creature's sleep ! The love ...
Strana 26
... once more for the purpose of asking you , if you think that any one poet of this age could have written them- could have chilled one's very soul as well as body , with such intense feeling of cold ? Not one . " In these fell regions ...
... once more for the purpose of asking you , if you think that any one poet of this age could have written them- could have chilled one's very soul as well as body , with such intense feeling of cold ? Not one . " In these fell regions ...
Strana 37
... once pantaloon and harlequin - clown he was not -by a few strokes of his lath built up that fantastic and unsubstantial Castle of Otranto - long ago fallen into rubbish . Then what say you to the two Irelands - father and son ? The ...
... once pantaloon and harlequin - clown he was not -by a few strokes of his lath built up that fantastic and unsubstantial Castle of Otranto - long ago fallen into rubbish . Then what say you to the two Irelands - father and son ? The ...
Strana 39
... once he makes a confession , and we then know that he has been long numbered among the most wretched of the wretched - the slave of his own sins and sorrows - or thralled beneath those of another , to whom fate may have given sovereign ...
... once he makes a confession , and we then know that he has been long numbered among the most wretched of the wretched - the slave of his own sins and sorrows - or thralled beneath those of another , to whom fate may have given sovereign ...
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admiration Allan Cunninghame Audubon beauty beneath birds Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine bless bosom breath bright Burns Christopher North cold dear death delight divine dream ears earth Eusebius eyes face fair fancy fear feel flowers Gala water genius glorious glory grave Hamish hand happy hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human imagination immortal immortal song inspired Italy knew land lassie light living look moral mountains naturalists nature nest never night o'er Ornithology passion perhaps philosophic naturalist poem poet poetical poetry rhapsodist Robert Burns round Scotland Scottish seems shepherd shining sing sleep smile snow song soul speak spirit stars strong sublime sugh sweet tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought tion trees truth verse voice whole wild Wilson wings wonder woods words young young Jessie youth
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Strana 354 - 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
Strana 353 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Strana 345 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire...
Strana 288 - He giveth His beloved sleep." For me, my heart that erst did go Most like a tired child at a show, That sees through tears the mummers leap, Would now its wearied vision close, Would childlike on His love repose Who giveth His beloved sleep. And friends, dear friends, when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And round my bier ye come to weep, Let one most loving of you all, Say, " Not a tear must o'er her fall ! He giveth His beloved sleep.
Strana 357 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Strana 34 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth have made us Heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Strana 352 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Strana 349 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear : Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Strana 157 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Strana 362 - Ae fareweel, alas! for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee! Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!