Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer to Sir Walter ScottThomas Wardle, 1838 - 732 sidor |
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... Young Lady . On her Recovery from a Fever 534 The Visionary Hope 534 WORDSWORTH . The Excursion , being a Portion of ... Young Friend , on his proposing to domesti cate with the Author . Composed in 1796 Lines to W. L. Esq . , while he ...
... Young Lady . On her Recovery from a Fever 534 The Visionary Hope 534 WORDSWORTH . The Excursion , being a Portion of ... Young Friend , on his proposing to domesti cate with the Author . Composed in 1796 Lines to W. L. Esq . , while he ...
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... Young Lady 591 Make way for Liberty 592 551 For the first Leaf of a Lady's Album 593 551 The first Leaf of an Album 593 555 556 Time employed , Time enjoyed . Addressed to a Young Lady from whom the Author had re- ceived an elegantly ...
... Young Lady 591 Make way for Liberty 592 551 For the first Leaf of a Lady's Album 593 551 The first Leaf of an Album 593 555 556 Time employed , Time enjoyed . Addressed to a Young Lady from whom the Author had re- ceived an elegantly ...
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... young blossom fed with vernal dew . In evil hour th ' officious tongue of Fame Betray'd the secret of their mutual flame . With grief and anger struggling in his breast , Palemon's father heard the tale confest . Long had he listen'd ...
... young blossom fed with vernal dew . In evil hour th ' officious tongue of Fame Betray'd the secret of their mutual flame . With grief and anger struggling in his breast , Palemon's father heard the tale confest . Long had he listen'd ...
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... young Adonis or the son of May ; Not Cytherea from a fairer swain Received her apple on the Trojan plain ! The sun's bright orb , declining all serene , Now glanced obliquely o'er the woodland scene . Creation smiles around ; on every ...
... young Adonis or the son of May ; Not Cytherea from a fairer swain Received her apple on the Trojan plain ! The sun's bright orb , declining all serene , Now glanced obliquely o'er the woodland scene . Creation smiles around ; on every ...
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... young , The blooming rose and hardy thistle sprung : Around her head an oaken wreath was seen , Inwove with laurels of unfading green . Such was the sculptured prow - from van to rear Th ' artillery frown'd , a black tremendous tier ...
... young , The blooming rose and hardy thistle sprung : Around her head an oaken wreath was seen , Inwove with laurels of unfading green . Such was the sculptured prow - from van to rear Th ' artillery frown'd , a black tremendous tier ...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ... John Aikin Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1841 |
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Sida 230 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu...
Sida 215 - From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, 'An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Sida 237 - 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 loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Sida 215 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the...
Sida 235 - And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Sida 64 - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No; Men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
Sida 235 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Sida 228 - That hour o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in, And sic a night he taks the road in, As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last ; The rattling...
Sida 236 - Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause luve was true. " Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. " Aft hae I rov'd by bonie Doon, To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love, And sae did I o
Sida 216 - Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand, a wall of fire, around their much-loved isle.