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... close them fast in death . " On December 27 , 1781 , he wrote to his father a melan- choly letter in which he said " I am quite transported at the thought that ere long , perhaps very soon , I shall bid an eternal adieu to all the pains ...
... close them fast in death . " On December 27 , 1781 , he wrote to his father a melan- choly letter in which he said " I am quite transported at the thought that ere long , perhaps very soon , I shall bid an eternal adieu to all the pains ...
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... close touch with the rank , wealth and learning of his day in Scotland ; it put money in his purse ; it was a pleasant holiday , a notable change from the perplexities and troubles and poverty of Ayrshire , but we question if it exerted ...
... close touch with the rank , wealth and learning of his day in Scotland ; it put money in his purse ; it was a pleasant holiday , a notable change from the perplexities and troubles and poverty of Ayrshire , but we question if it exerted ...
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... close the Ellisland period . As might be expected , the soil on that now famous farm proved barren . The poet's means gradually dwindled , he sold off his belongings , gave up his lease , and fell back as a means of maintenance on his ...
... close the Ellisland period . As might be expected , the soil on that now famous farm proved barren . The poet's means gradually dwindled , he sold off his belongings , gave up his lease , and fell back as a means of maintenance on his ...
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... close of that winged day " pledging oft to meet again , they tore themselves asunder . " Howitt found at Coilsfield a thorn - tree , called by all the country " Highland Mary's thorn , " and believed to be the place of the final parting ...
... close of that winged day " pledging oft to meet again , they tore themselves asunder . " Howitt found at Coilsfield a thorn - tree , called by all the country " Highland Mary's thorn , " and believed to be the place of the final parting ...
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... close beside the church , and a very gray old stone marks the spot . His real name was Douglas Graham . " And as the shades of night were about to gather , and the glow of the setting sun lighted up with crimson tints the western sky ...
... close beside the church , and a very gray old stone marks the spot . His real name was Douglas Graham . " And as the shades of night were about to gather , and the glow of the setting sun lighted up with crimson tints the western sky ...
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Page 65 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 77 - 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 128 - Cold on Canadian hills, or Minden's plain, Perhaps that mother wept her soldier slain ; Bent o'er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew, The big drops mingling with the milk he drew Gave the sad presage of his future years, The child of misery baptized in tears.
Page 128 - ... enough to be much interested in his poetry, and would have given the world to know him; but I had very little acquaintance with any literary people, and still less with the gentry of the west country, the two sets that he most frequented. Mr Thomas Grierson was at that time a clerk of my father's. He knew Burns, and promised to ask him to his lodgings to dinner, but had no opportunity to keep his word, otherwise I might have seen more of this distinguished man.
Page 30 - It's no in makin muckle mair: It's no in books ; it's no in lear, To make us truly blest : If Happiness hae not her seat And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest : Nae treasures, nor pleasures, Could make us happy lang; The heart ay's the part ay, That makes us right or wrang.
Page 23 - The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!
Page 29 - It's hardly in a body's pow'r, To keep, at times, frae being sour, To see how things are shar'd ; How best o...
Page 18 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing' That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 160 - With the ready trick and fable, Round we wander all the day; And at night, in barn or stable, Hug our doxies on the hay.
Page 25 - I am quite transported at the thought that ere long, perhaps very soon, I shall bid an eternal adieu to all the pains, and...