Poems on Various Subjects, Volumul 63author, 1803 - 441 pagini |
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Pagina 9
... youth , th ' unletter'd rustic muse . .290 How blest those olive plants that grew ..309 Helen , by every sympathy allied ... .334 In vain my eyelids seek repose .. .273 Muse , that lov'st the lonely mountain . . . . .294 Now , hark ...
... youth , th ' unletter'd rustic muse . .290 How blest those olive plants that grew ..309 Helen , by every sympathy allied ... .334 In vain my eyelids seek repose .. .273 Muse , that lov'st the lonely mountain . . . . .294 Now , hark ...
Pagina 22
... Youth's generous fervours kindle in my mind , " And the wide wish that grasps the human kind . " How long must I in storms and sickness mourn ? " Oh when will health , and light , and spring return ? ” Again , with balmy breath the ...
... Youth's generous fervours kindle in my mind , " And the wide wish that grasps the human kind . " How long must I in storms and sickness mourn ? " Oh when will health , and light , and spring return ? ” Again , with balmy breath the ...
Pagina 35
... Youth , whose cheek the manly down o'erspreads Wide o'er the hills the stronger cattle leads : While milky mothers lowing o'er the land , With plaintive cries their absent young demand . The careful Father forms the hamlet's fold , Or ...
... Youth , whose cheek the manly down o'erspreads Wide o'er the hills the stronger cattle leads : While milky mothers lowing o'er the land , With plaintive cries their absent young demand . The careful Father forms the hamlet's fold , Or ...
Pagina 41
... Youth , who smiles and wounds by turns , With all the poignant humour of a BURNS , Bids sportive mirth and pleasantry abound , And scatters ridicule's light darts around ; With the shrewd glance of quick inspection keen , Detects the ...
... Youth , who smiles and wounds by turns , With all the poignant humour of a BURNS , Bids sportive mirth and pleasantry abound , And scatters ridicule's light darts around ; With the shrewd glance of quick inspection keen , Detects the ...
Pagina 49
... youth pursue the feather'd game , Of various plumage , and as various name ; And adding what the finny tribes afford , With unbought viands load the simple board ; Where milky draughts refresh the happy train , And each lives o'er th ...
... youth pursue the feather'd game , Of various plumage , and as various name ; And adding what the finny tribes afford , With unbought viands load the simple board ; Where milky draughts refresh the happy train , And each lives o'er th ...
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artless bard beams beauty blast blest bloom bosom breast breath bright brow caves charms cheer Chief CLAN cries crown'd dark dear death deck deck'd disarming act drest eyes fair faithful fancy FARQUHAR fatal fate FINGALIANS FLORA FLORA MACDONALD foes Fort Augustus Gaelic Genius gentle Glendoe Glenmoriston gloom glow grace Grampian mountains grove haunts heart Highland Laddie Highlanders humble isle kind KINGSBURGH lady light Loch Laggan lofty lonely lov'd lyre maid mind MOOME mountains mournful Muse native Nature's nymph o'er OSSIAN peace pensive plain pleas'd pleasure poem pow'r PRINCE race RALPH ABERCROMBY rocks round sacred scene shades shine shore skies smile soft song soothe sorrow soul South Uist spread storm strain strath stream swains sweet tears tender thee thou thro toils tow'rs trace truth vale virtues wandering weary wild wind wont youth
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Pagina 31 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Pagina 57 - What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Pagina 57 - And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not astound The virtuous mind, that ever walks attended By a strong siding champion, Conscience.
Pagina 43 - still small voice" of sacred sympathy, In vain the mourner's sorrows would beguile, Or steal from weary woe one languid smile ; Yet what they can they do, — the scanty store, So often...
Pagina 257 - The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame ; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend ! whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ; Know, prudent, cautious, self-control Is wisdom's root.
Pagina 409 - But I will hope to see him yet, in Scotland's bonny bounds; But I will hope to see him yet, in Scotland's bonny bounds. His native land of liberty shall nurse his glorious wounds, While wide, through all our Highland hills, his warlike name resounds.
Pagina 43 - No time can e'er her banished joys restore, For ah ! a heart once broken heals no more. The dewy beams that gleam from pity's eye, The
Pagina 309 - How blest those olive plants that grow Beneath the altar's sacred shade, Where streams of fresh instruction flow, And Comfort's humble board is spread. 'Twas thus the swallow rear'd her young, Secure within the house of God, Of whom the royal prophet sung, When banish'd from that blest abode.
Pagina 17 - The sprightly lark's shrill matin wakes the morn. Grief's sharpest thorn hard pressing on my breast, 1 strive, with wakeful melody, to cheer The sullen gloom, sweet Philomel ! like thee, And call the stars to listen : every star Is deaf to mine, enamour'd of thy lay.
Pagina 409 - The pipe would play a cheering march, the banners round him fly ; The spirit of a Highland chief would lighten in his eye. The pipe would play a cheering march, the banners round him fly; And for his king and country dear with pleasure he would die...