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Page 71
... poor Butler and poor Fergusson , have asked for bread , and been served with the same sauce . * The magistrates gave you liberty , did they ? Oh generous magistrates ! * cele- brated over the three kingdoms for his public spi- rit ...
... poor Butler and poor Fergusson , have asked for bread , and been served with the same sauce . * The magistrates gave you liberty , did they ? Oh generous magistrates ! * cele- brated over the three kingdoms for his public spi- rit ...
Page 72
... poor Fergusson , * * * * Quærenda pecunia pri- ** mum est , virtus post nummos , is a good maxim to thrive by you seemed to despise it while in this country , but probably some philosopher in Edinburgh has taught you better sense . Pray ...
... poor Fergusson , * * * * Quærenda pecunia pri- ** mum est , virtus post nummos , is a good maxim to thrive by you seemed to despise it while in this country , but probably some philosopher in Edinburgh has taught you better sense . Pray ...
Page 73
... Canongate . Neither at Edin- burgh , nor any where else , do magistrates usually trouble themselves to inquire how the house of a poor poet is furnished , or how his grave is adorned . E. No. No. XXV . To MRS . DUNLOP . Edinburgh , ( 73 )
... Canongate . Neither at Edin- burgh , nor any where else , do magistrates usually trouble themselves to inquire how the house of a poor poet is furnished , or how his grave is adorned . E. No. No. XXV . To MRS . DUNLOP . Edinburgh , ( 73 )
Page 101
... poor old creature stood perfectly silent - looked at Miss C. , then at the money , and burst into tears- Miss C. joined her , and with a vehemence of sensibility took out her purse , and emptied it into the old woman's lap . What a ...
... poor old creature stood perfectly silent - looked at Miss C. , then at the money , and burst into tears- Miss C. joined her , and with a vehemence of sensibility took out her purse , and emptied it into the old woman's lap . What a ...
Page 105
... Poor Maillie , troth I'll nae but think , Ye did the poor thing wrang , To leave her tether'd o ' the brink , Of stank so wide and lang ; Her dying words upbraid ye sair , Cry fye on your neglect , Guid faith gin ye had got play fair ...
... Poor Maillie , troth I'll nae but think , Ye did the poor thing wrang , To leave her tether'd o ' the brink , Of stank so wide and lang ; Her dying words upbraid ye sair , Cry fye on your neglect , Guid faith gin ye had got play fair ...
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Page 22 - There is scarcely any earthly object gives me more — I do not know if I should call it pleasure — but something which exalts me, something which enraptures me — than to walk in the sheltered side of a wood, or high plantation, in a cloudy winter day, and hear the stormy wind howling among the trees, and raving over the plain. It is my best season for devotion: my mind is wrapt up in a kind of enthusiasm to Him, who, in the pompous language of the Hebrew bard, ' walks on the wings of the wind.
Page 293 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Page 200 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie...
Page 316 - Thy spirit, Independence, let me share ; ' " Lord of the Lion-heart and eagle eye ! " Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, " Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky...
Page 6 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...
Page 136 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 209 - I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and, passing from one thought to another, surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
Page 209 - Bagdat in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and, passing from one thought to another, surely...
Page 210 - I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry.
Page 278 - Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?