Memorials of Montrose and His Times, Volume 1

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Mark Napier
Maitland club, 1848

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Page 112 - Even such is Time, which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days : And from which earth, and grave, and dust, The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.
Page 217 - The Covenant which I took I own it and adhere to it. Bishops, I care not for them. I never intended to advance their interest. But when the King had granted you all your desires, and you were every one sitting under his vine and under his...
Page xxiii - Great, good, and just ! could I but rate My griefs, and thy too rigid fate ; I'd weep the world to such a strain, As it should deluge once again ; " But since thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies, More from Briareus' hands than Argus' eyes ; I'll sing thy obsequies with trumpet sounds, And write thy epitaph with blood and wounds.
Page 235 - Mine eyes shall be upon the faithful of the land, that they may dwell with me : he that walketh in a perfect way, he shall serve me.
Page 241 - When Love with unconfine'd wings Hovers within my Gates ; And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates : When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The Birds, that wanton in the Air, Know no such Liberty.
Page 134 - I'll serve thee in such noble ways Was never heard before : I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, And love thee evermore.
Page 239 - Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Page 112 - Let them bestow on every airth a limb, Then open all my veins that I may swim To Thee, my Maker, in that crimson lake ; Then place my parboiled head upon a stake, Scatter my ashes, strew them in the air. Lord, since Thou knowest where all these atoms are, I'm hopeful Thou'lt recover once my dust, And confident Thou'lt raise me with the just.
Page 207 - France and Italy, where he made it his work to pick up the best of their qualities necessary for a person of honour. Having rendered himself perfect in the academies, his next delight was to improve his intellectuals, which he did by allotting a proportionable time to reading and conversing with learned men, yet still so that he used his exercise as he might not forget it.
Page 255 - Covenant which we have soe solemnlie sworne and already signed, to wed and study all public ends which may tend to the safety both of Religion, Laws, and Liberties, of this poor Kingdom ; and, as we are to make an account before that Great Judge at the last day, that we shall contribute one with another, in a unanimous and joint way, in whatsomever may concern the Public, or this Cause, to the hazard of our lives, fortunes, and estates, neither of us doing, consulting, nor...

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