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... one Weeping like childhood ; Bright on their rushy banks Like joys among sadness , Little flowers bloom in ranks- Glimpses of gladness . WILLIAM ANDERSON . Sweet ' tis to wander forth , ANDERSON, WILLIAM The Wells o' Weary.
... one Weeping like childhood ; Bright on their rushy banks Like joys among sadness , Little flowers bloom in ranks- Glimpses of gladness . WILLIAM ANDERSON . Sweet ' tis to wander forth , ANDERSON, WILLIAM The Wells o' Weary.
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... bright though straitened life in Holland . Grizel was the manager of the humble establishment , and she used to tell in her old age that those years in Holland were about the happiest of all their lives . LADY GRIZEL BAILLIE . 41 At the ...
... bright though straitened life in Holland . Grizel was the manager of the humble establishment , and she used to tell in her old age that those years in Holland were about the happiest of all their lives . LADY GRIZEL BAILLIE . 41 At the ...
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... BRIGHT , " ETC. JOANNA BAILLIE , dramatist and poet , was descended from an ancient Scotch family . She was born at the manse of Bothwell , Lanarkshire , Sep. 11th , 1762 . Although in infancy she was very delicate , she lived to the ...
... BRIGHT , " ETC. JOANNA BAILLIE , dramatist and poet , was descended from an ancient Scotch family . She was born at the manse of Bothwell , Lanarkshire , Sep. 11th , 1762 . Although in infancy she was very delicate , she lived to the ...
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... bright As this now gone - Good night , good night ! Sweet sleep be with us one and all ! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain , We'll have our pleasures o'er again ; To warm the heart , to charm the sight , Gay ...
... bright As this now gone - Good night , good night ! Sweet sleep be with us one and all ! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain , We'll have our pleasures o'er again ; To warm the heart , to charm the sight , Gay ...
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... bright and the balmy effulgence of morn . See Truth , Love , and Mercy , in triumph descending , And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending , And Beauty immortal awakes from ...
... bright and the balmy effulgence of morn . See Truth , Love , and Mercy , in triumph descending , And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending , And Beauty immortal awakes from ...
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Aberdeen afterwards Allan ALLAN CUNNINGHAM ALLAN RAMSAY appeared auld Baillie ballads bard BARONESS NAIRNE beauty became Blacklock Blackwood's Magazine bloom bonnie born Bradford breath Burns Church Cunningham dark daughter dear death died Douglas Dumfries Edin Edinburgh edition entitled fair father flowers FORSHAW frae friends GAVIN DOUGLAS genius Glasgow grave green heart heaven honour Hume Ilkley James Joanna Baillie John KAYE King lady land literary literature living LL.D London LORD BISHOP lyrical Magazine Marischal College Marquis married morn Muses native never night o'er parish peace poem poet poetical poetry praise Professor published Robert Robert Burns rose Scotland Scots Scottish sing Sir Walter Scott smile songs sorrow soul spirit Spring sweet thee thine Thomas Thomas the Rhymer thou tragedy University University of Edinburgh verse volume wave whilst WILLIAM wrote young youth
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Page 117 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 271 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 105 - They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps ' Dundee's ' wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive *• Martyrs...
Page 103 - 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...
Page 107 - ... bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soil'd is laid Low i
Page 271 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see.
Page 275 - But, present, still though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day! Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And O, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night. Be Thou, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning and a shining light!
Page 270 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none, He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone.
Page 104 - 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 !
Page 115 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. — And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. His horsemen hard behind us ride ; Should they our steps discover...