Songs and Selections from the Album of the Edinburgh Angling Club: Founded 1847, with Illustrations Drawn and Engraved by Members of the Club

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D. Douglas, 1900 - Ballads, English - 216 pages
 

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Page 30 - And when we came to Clovenford, Then said my ' winsome Marrow,' " Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the Braes of Yarrow." "Let Yarrow folk, frae Selkirk town. Who have been buying, selling, Go back to Yarrow, 'tis their own ; Each maiden to her dwelling ! On Yarrow's banks let herons feed, Hares couch, and rabbits burrow ! But we will downward with the Tweed, Nor turn aside to Yarrow.
Page 203 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 2 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
Page 203 - ... that the thrill of joy, fear, and surprise (now-a-days surprise is the predominating emotion) induced by the first tug of a salmon, is the most exquisite sensation of which this mortal frame is susceptible — whether he come as the summer grilse, with a flash and a splash ; or like a newrun but more sober-minded adult, with a dignified and determined dive ; or like a brown-coated old inhabitant, with a long pull and a strong pull, low down in the depths.
Page 202 - But in his eagerness and ignorance he knows better than the keeper ; and there he is at it still, in his seventh hour. The wind is in his eye, the water is in his boots, but Hope, the charmer, lingers in his heart.
Page 34 - OH! where do fairies hide their heads, When snow lies on the hills, When frost has spoiled their mossy beds, And crystallized their rills? Beneath the moon they cannot trip In circles o'er the plain; And draughts of dew they cannot sip, Till green leaves come again. Perhaps, in small, blue...
Page 206 - The woollen manufacturers on the banks of the Tweed and its tributaries now make almost no use of the wool produced on the hills overhanging their own tall chimneys, but bring their materials from Saxony and Australia, their coals from the Lothians and Northumberland, and find their markets over all the world ; what has been done there can and we hope will be done in other inland districts ; and we rejoice to see Hawick, Selkirk, and Galashiels already on their way to be Bradfords and Halifaxes....
Page 204 - ... in each case under circumstances of the most distressing character. One of them was caught at the mouth of the Tyne, 70 miles to the south ; another at Yarmouth, 300 miles to the south ; and the third at Eyemouth, 10 miles to the north, the last individual being found in the stomach of a cod, with nothing remaining of him but his vertebral column and his gutta-percha ticket. These...
Page 201 - ... counting nothing for time and for travelling expenses, — the latter item, it must be understood, being proportionately very heavy, because a salmonfisher cannot, like a grouse-shooter, remain at his station for weeks together, but is restricted to only two or three days after each flood. Yet the money is cheerfully paid, and the disappointments no less cheerfully endured. Salmon-fishing is indeed a passion, perhaps unaccountable as to its origin, but certainly irrepressible in an everincreasing...
Page 2 - Cockburn, the author of that version of the " Flowers of the Forest" beginning " I've seen the smiling of Fortune beguiling...

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