Traits and Stories of the Scottish People

Houlston and Wright, 1867 - 320 sidor

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Sida 272 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Sida 23 - I must tell you, there are two kings and two kingdoms in Scotland: there is King James, the head of the commonwealth, and there is Christ Jesus, the King of the Church, whose subject James the Sixth is, and of whose kingdom he is not a king, nor a lord, nor a head, but
Sida 299 - If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Sida 44 - I will run the way of thy commandments, when thou shalt enlarge my heart.
Sida 228 - What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Sida 258 - The man who consecrates his hours By vigorous effort, and an honest aim, At once he draws the sting of life and death : He walks with nature ; and her paths are peace.
Sida 50 - OH, how could I venture to love one like thee, And you not despise a poor conquest like me, On lords, thy admirers, could look wi' disdain, And knew I was naething, yet pitied my pain ? You said, while they teased you with nonsense and dress, When real the passion, the vanity's less ; You saw through that silence which others despise, And, while beaux were a-talking, read love in my eyes. Oh, how shall I fauld thee, and kiss a...
Sida 22 - threaten your courtiers after that manner. It is the same to me whether I rot in the air or in the ground. The earth is the Lord's.
Sida i - CALEDONIA ! thou land of the mountain and rock, Of the ocean, the mist, and the wind — Thou land of the torrent, the pine, and the oak, Of the roebuck, the hart, and the hind : CALEDONIA.
Sida 56 - A convent, even a hermit's cell Would break the silence of this Dell; It is not quiet, is not ease, But something deeper far than these; The separation that is here Is of the grave ; and of austere And happy feelings of the dead : And therefore was it rightly said That Ossian, last of all his race, Lies buried in this lonely place.

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