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... fathers is invested with all the charms of poetry and romance . Every spot of its varied surface is hallowed ground . He sees its rugged rocks and desolate moors mantled with the hoary memories of by - gone days , the thrill- 6 6 6 ing ...
... fathers is invested with all the charms of poetry and romance . Every spot of its varied surface is hallowed ground . He sees its rugged rocks and desolate moors mantled with the hoary memories of by - gone days , the thrill- 6 6 6 ing ...
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... fathers , sir , since it ceased to be a separate king- dom , has , through the intellect of her gifted sons , acquired a su- premacy over the minds of men , more extensive and more endur- ing , than that of Alexander or Augustus . It ...
... fathers , sir , since it ceased to be a separate king- dom , has , through the intellect of her gifted sons , acquired a su- premacy over the minds of men , more extensive and more endur- ing , than that of Alexander or Augustus . It ...
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... father was 66 a godly man , " and was wont , morning and evening , to " turn o'er , wi ' patri- archal grace , the ... father's pride : His bonnet reverently is laid aside , His lyart haffets * wearing thin and bare : Those strains that ...
... father was 66 a godly man , " and was wont , morning and evening , to " turn o'er , wi ' patri- archal grace , the ... father's pride : His bonnet reverently is laid aside , His lyart haffets * wearing thin and bare : Those strains that ...
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... father reads the sacred page , How Abram was the friend of God on high , Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's ...
... father reads the sacred page , How Abram was the friend of God on high , Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's ...
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... father was keeper of yonder for- tress . " " What of that ? You speak in riddles . " " I was then young , reckless , high - hearted : I was screwed up in that convent - like castle ; my sweetheart was in the plain below " - " Well ...
... father was keeper of yonder for- tress . " " What of that ? You speak in riddles . " " I was then young , reckless , high - hearted : I was screwed up in that convent - like castle ; my sweetheart was in the plain below " - " Well ...
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Page 14 - O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires!
Page 143 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Page 143 - What thou art we know not : What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 144 - Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then — as I am listening now.
Page 319 - Delicious is the lay that sings The haunts of happy lovers — The path that leads them to the grove, The leafy grove that covers ; And pity sanctifies the verse That paints, by strength of sorrow, The unconquerable strength of love : Bear witness, rueful Yarrow ! But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation. Meek loveliness is round thee spread — A softness still and holy, The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy.
Page 142 - Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Page 30 - O ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From Luxury's contagion, weak and vile! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-lov'd Isle. O Thou ! who pour'd the patriotic tide, That stream'd thro...
Page 180 - Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle. And each St Clair was buried there, With candle, with book, and with knell ; But the sea-caves rung, and the wild winds sung, The dirge of lovely Rosabelle ! XXIV.
Page 213 - Thus saith the Lord, A voice was heard in Ramah, lamentation, and bitter weeping; Rachel weeping' for her children, refused to be comforted for her children, because they were not.
Page 87 - They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. 17 For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.