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Abbey Aberlemno Airlie Airlie Castle Airniefoul ancient Angus Annie auld barony beautiful bright Brigton Careston Carnegie Castle CHAPTER church cottage Cupar dark daughter dear death Den of Airlie Dominie dream Dundee Earl Earl of Southesk erected father favourite feeling feet Forfar gazed gently Glamis Glen of Ogilvy golden Guthrie hand happy Hayston heart holy Hunter Hill James Jeanie Kerbet Kettins King Kinnaird Kinnettles Kirriemuir Ladye Jean Laird lands Lindsay Loch Lord Lucy Lyon maiden Maister Malcolm II Meigle Miller mind minister morning mountain mysterious never night o'er once parish passed replied Sabbath scene Scotland seated Sidlaw Sidlaw Hills silence sing Sir James Carnegie softly solemn song sorrow soul sound Southesk St Fergus stone strange stranger Strathmore sweet thee thou thought tower village voice wild wood young youth
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Page 425 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 210 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Page 425 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist; A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Page 99 - Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready. And to her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white: for the fine linen is the righteousness of saints.
Page 99 - I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, Alleluia : for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. 7 Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.
Page 427 - The Poetic Genius of my Country found me, as the prophetic bard Elijah did Elisha — at the PLOUGH, and threw her inspiring mantle over me. She bade me sing the loves, the joys, the rural scenes and rural pleasures of my native soil, in my native tongue ; I tuned my wild, artless notes as she inspired.
Page 386 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Page 395 - Within its crimson folds. Now from the town Buried in smoke, and sleep, and noisome damps, Oft let me wander o'er the dewy fields, Where freshness breathes, and dash the trembling drops From the bent bush, as through the verdant maze Of sweet-briar hedges I pursue my walk...
Page 512 - So might we talk of the old familiar faces, How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me...
Page 421 - It is interesting to notice how some minds seem almost to create themselves, springing up under every disadvantage, and working their solitary but irresistible way through a thousand obstacles.