The Harp of Renfrewshire: A Collection of Songs and Other Poetical Pieces (many of which are Original) Accompanied with Notes, Explanatory, Critical, and Biographical, and a Short Essay on the Poets of Renfrewshire |
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That he was connected with the house of Eglinton , appears not only likely from
his name , but also from his so often celebrating , in some of his smaller pieces ,
Lady Margaret Montgomery , eldest daughter of Hugh , the third Earl of Eglinton .
That he was connected with the house of Eglinton , appears not only likely from
his name , but also from his so often celebrating , in some of his smaller pieces ,
Lady Margaret Montgomery , eldest daughter of Hugh , the third Earl of Eglinton .
Page xv
... and admirer of Montgomerie , is the same as that given by Dr. Irving ; namely ,
that the paths of virtue , though of the most difficult access , ought to be
strenuously preferred to those of vice , however smooth and inviting the latter
may appear .
... and admirer of Montgomerie , is the same as that given by Dr. Irving ; namely ,
that the paths of virtue , though of the most difficult access , ought to be
strenuously preferred to those of vice , however smooth and inviting the latter
may appear .
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These gentlemen will stretch a far point to avoid repeating any remark that has
been uttered before , however true ; and think nothing of occasionally sacri .
ficing trath , sincerity , and principle , for the sake of appearing strikingly original ,
and ...
These gentlemen will stretch a far point to avoid repeating any remark that has
been uttered before , however true ; and think nothing of occasionally sacri .
ficing trath , sincerity , and principle , for the sake of appearing strikingly original ,
and ...
Page xviii
A play was made by Robert Sempill , and performed before the Lord Regent and
divers others of the nobility ; " which play Sibbald imagines in all likelihood to be
Philotus ; and in Ames ' typography of Great Britain , it appears that “ The Sege ...
A play was made by Robert Sempill , and performed before the Lord Regent and
divers others of the nobility ; " which play Sibbald imagines in all likelihood to be
Philotus ; and in Ames ' typography of Great Britain , it appears that “ The Sege ...
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His works would appear to have been numerous and excellent , but of them few
remnants now survive , and such as I have seen , are so mutilated and imperfect ,
that it is impossible to say anything definitive upon their merits or defects .
His works would appear to have been numerous and excellent , but of them few
remnants now survive , and such as I have seen , are so mutilated and imperfect ,
that it is impossible to say anything definitive upon their merits or defects .
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Page 283 - When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Page 336 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Page 385 - Row, brothers, row ! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Page 417 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,— In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs,— All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.
Page 269 - Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done, While our slumbrous spells assail ye, Dream not with the rising sun, Bugles here shall sound reveille. Sleep ! the deer is in his den ; Sleep! thy hounds are by thee lying; Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveille.
Page 415 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Page 283 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, —...
Page 416 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten...
Page 4 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 273 - THE YOUNG MAY MOON. THE young May moon is beaming, love, The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love, How sweet to rove Through Morna's grove,* When the drowsy world is dreaming, love ! Then awake ! — the heavens look bright, my dear, 'Tis never too late for delight, my dear, And the best of all ways To lengthen our days Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear.
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| Title | The Harp of Renfrewshire: A Collection of Songs and Other Poetical Pieces (many of which are Original) Accompanied with Notes, Explanatory, Critical, and Biographical, and a Short Essay on the Poets of Renfrewshire |
| Editor | William Motherwell |
| Edition | reprint |
| Publisher | A. Gardner, 1872 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 19 Nov 2007 |
| Length | 454 pages |
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