The works of professor Wilson, ed. by prof. Ferrier, Volym 10Blackwood, 1857 |
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... hear thee soaring in the sky . Methinks there is little or no change on these coppice - woods , with their full budding branches all impatient for the spring . Yet twice have- axe and bill - hook levelled them with the mossy stones ...
... hear thee soaring in the sky . Methinks there is little or no change on these coppice - woods , with their full budding branches all impatient for the spring . Yet twice have- axe and bill - hook levelled them with the mossy stones ...
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... hear any one of its own kind warbling from among the shrub- roots , and the lark , though alone on earth , would sing the hymn well known at the gate of heaven , so all untaught but by the nature within her , and inspired by her own ...
... hear any one of its own kind warbling from among the shrub- roots , and the lark , though alone on earth , would sing the hymn well known at the gate of heaven , so all untaught but by the nature within her , and inspired by her own ...
Sida 10
... hear the creature's solitary moans and murmurs deepening the far - off hush , already so profound - Ye moors and mosses , black yet beautiful , with your peat - trenches over- shadowed by the heather - blossoms that scented the wilder ...
... hear the creature's solitary moans and murmurs deepening the far - off hush , already so profound - Ye moors and mosses , black yet beautiful , with your peat - trenches over- shadowed by the heather - blossoms that scented the wilder ...
Sida 12
... hear music flowing down from heaven , respon- sive to the hymns of the Blessed Family . Music without the syllabling of words - yet breathing worship , and with the spirit of piety filling all the Night - Heavens . One whole day and ...
... hear music flowing down from heaven , respon- sive to the hymns of the Blessed Family . Music without the syllabling of words - yet breathing worship , and with the spirit of piety filling all the Night - Heavens . One whole day and ...
Sida 15
... hear a whisper , and read the Bible without spectacles - although we sometimes used to suspect her of pretending to be reading off the Book , when , in fact , she was reciting from memory . The old lady often took a walk in the kirkyard ...
... hear a whisper , and read the Bible without spectacles - although we sometimes used to suspect her of pretending to be reading off the Book , when , in fact , she was reciting from memory . The old lady often took a walk in the kirkyard ...
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Sida 82 - These are they which were not defiled with women; for they are virgins; these are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were redeemed from among men, being the first-fruits unto God and to the Lamb.
Sida 81 - Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill ; For thou art with me ; and thy rod And staff me comfort still.
Sida 55 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Sida 261 - And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. The uncurling floods, diffused In glassy breadth, seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course.
Sida 292 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Sida 44 - The essence of poetry is invention ; such invention as, by producing something unexpected, surprises and delights. The topics of devotion are few, and being few are universally known ; but few as they are, they can be made no more ; they can receive no grace from novelty of sentiment, and very little from novelty of expression.
Sida 276 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Sida 305 - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast : Theirs buxom health, of rosy hue ; Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer of vigour born ; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly th
Sida 49 - Lastly, whatsoever in religion is holy and sublime, in virtue amiable or grave, whatsoever hath passion or admiration in all the changes of that which is called fortune from without, or the wily subtleties and refluxes of man's thoughts from within ; all these things with a solid and treatable smoothness to paint out and describe.
Sida 63 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind...