Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Volumes 3-4Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1881 - American literature |
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... frae harm . " Then red , red grew his dark - brows cheeks , Sae did his dark - brown brow ; His looks grew keen , as they were wont In dangers great to do ; fle's ta'en a horn as green as glass . And gi'en five sounds sae shrill , That ...
... frae harm . " Then red , red grew his dark - brows cheeks , Sae did his dark - brown brow ; His looks grew keen , as they were wont In dangers great to do ; fle's ta'en a horn as green as glass . And gi'en five sounds sae shrill , That ...
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... frae the east nook of Fife the dawn Speeled ( 1 ) westlins up the lift ; Carls who heard the cock had craw'n , Begoud to rax and rift ; 6 And greedy wives , wi ' girning thrawn , Cried lasses up to thrift ; Dogs barked , and the lads frae ...
... frae the east nook of Fife the dawn Speeled ( 1 ) westlins up the lift ; Carls who heard the cock had craw'n , Begoud to rax and rift ; 6 And greedy wives , wi ' girning thrawn , Cried lasses up to thrift ; Dogs barked , and the lads frae ...
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... frae his white head , The silver wimplers ( 3 ) grew . Amazed , I gazod , In 1725 , appeared his celebrated pastoral drama , ' The Gentle Shep- herd , ' of which two scenes had previously been published under the titles of Patie and ...
... frae his white head , The silver wimplers ( 3 ) grew . Amazed , I gazod , In 1725 , appeared his celebrated pastoral drama , ' The Gentle Shep- herd , ' of which two scenes had previously been published under the titles of Patie and ...
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... Frae twenty - five to five and forty , My muse was nowther sweer nor dorty ; ( 2 ) My Pegasus wad break his tether E'en at the shagging of a feather , And through ideas scour like drift , Streaking his wings up to the lift ; Then , then ...
... Frae twenty - five to five and forty , My muse was nowther sweer nor dorty ; ( 2 ) My Pegasus wad break his tether E'en at the shagging of a feather , And through ideas scour like drift , Streaking his wings up to the lift ; Then , then ...
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... frae whims or tee , There's no ue gowfer to be seen , Nor douser fouk wysing ajee The biassed bowls on Tamson's green . Then fling on coals , and ripe the ribs , And beck the house baith but and ben ; That mutchkin - stoup it hauds but ...
... frae whims or tee , There's no ue gowfer to be seen , Nor douser fouk wysing ajee The biassed bowls on Tamson's green . Then fling on coals , and ripe the ribs , And beck the house baith but and ben ; That mutchkin - stoup it hauds but ...
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Page 68 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 143 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place : The whitewashed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Page 9 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow. A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye : And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky...
Page 66 - And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Page 143 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Page 143 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale; No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Page 35 - ... found themselves quickly at a stand, by the difficulties that rose on every side. After we had a while puzzled ourselves, without coming any nearer a resolution of those doubts which perplexed us, it came into my thoughts, that we took a wrong course ; and that before we set ourselves upon inquiries of that nature, it was necessary to examine our own abilities, and see what objects our understandings were, or were not, fitted to deal with.
Page 141 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out, to tire each other down; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter tittered round the place; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, — These were thy charms, sweet village! sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These, round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms, — but all these charms are fled!
Page 224 - Chiefs, graced with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints, who taught, and led, the way to heaven.
Page 141 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...