Poems on Various Subjects, Volumul 63author, 1803 - 441 pagini |
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Pagina 9
... o'er whose humble thatch .... 208 Dear Beatrice , with pleasure I read your kind letter ...... Dear Lady Clan , you well may know . .236 ..320 .331 Daughter of exercise and calm content .. Far to the North the howling tempest drove ...
... o'er whose humble thatch .... 208 Dear Beatrice , with pleasure I read your kind letter ...... Dear Lady Clan , you well may know . .236 ..320 .331 Daughter of exercise and calm content .. Far to the North the howling tempest drove ...
Pagina 10
... o'er the plain . . . . . .57 Now , when the thunder of dread war is o'er ..... 219 Oh ! soft and sweet the evening sun .. ..145 Oh ! lay me by yon peaceful stream . .395 Oh ! where , tell me where , is your Highland Laddie gone ...
... o'er the plain . . . . . .57 Now , when the thunder of dread war is o'er ..... 219 Oh ! soft and sweet the evening sun .. ..145 Oh ! lay me by yon peaceful stream . .395 Oh ! where , tell me where , is your Highland Laddie gone ...
Pagina 25
... o'er the prow , your mournful strain , Mix with the murmurs of the boundless main , Where sinking surges equal cadence keep , While misty showers around you seem to weep ; * See note 4. on Part I. Or wakes the harp the well - known ...
... o'er the prow , your mournful strain , Mix with the murmurs of the boundless main , Where sinking surges equal cadence keep , While misty showers around you seem to weep ; * See note 4. on Part I. Or wakes the harp the well - known ...
Pagina 28
... her feather'd nest again , With grateful joy renews the charming strain . Thus from his native glen , when forc'd to roam , Some Alpine peasant , joyous hails his home ; Delighted hovering o'er the spot obscure , Where useful toils 28.
... her feather'd nest again , With grateful joy renews the charming strain . Thus from his native glen , when forc'd to roam , Some Alpine peasant , joyous hails his home ; Delighted hovering o'er the spot obscure , Where useful toils 28.
Pagina 29
Anne MacVicar Grant. Delighted hovering o'er the spot obscure , Where useful toils are mix'd with pleasures pure ; While his fond eyes explore the low retreat , He feels his glowing heart tumultuous beat ; And views with more delight his ...
Anne MacVicar Grant. Delighted hovering o'er the spot obscure , Where useful toils are mix'd with pleasures pure ; While his fond eyes explore the low retreat , He feels his glowing heart tumultuous beat ; And views with more delight his ...
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Aberdeen Alex Alexander artless bard beams beauty blast blest bloom bosom breast bright brow Campbell cheer Chief clouds copies cries crown'd dark dear death deck deck'd Ditto drest Edin Edinburgh eyes fair faithful fame fate FINGALIANS FLORA MACDONALD foes Fort Augustus Fraser Gaelic Glasgow Glendoe Glenmoriston gloom glow Gordon grace Greenock grove haunts heart Highland Highland Laddie Inverness isle James John kind KINGSBURGH Lady Leith light lofty London Lord lov'd lyre Macdonald Mackenzie Mackintosh Macpherson maid mind Miss MOOME mountains mournful Munro Muse native nymph o'er OSSIAN Paisley peaceful plain pleas'd poems pow'r PRINCE Robert rocks rose round scene shades shore skies smile soft song soothe sorrow soul South Uist Stewart Stirling strain strath stream swains sweet tender thee thou thro toil truth vale wandering weary wild William 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' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pagina 249 - 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...
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 401 - A bonnet with a lofty plume, the gallant badge of war; And a plaid across the manly breast, that yet shall wear a star." "Suppose, ah! suppose, that some cruel, cruel wound Should pierce your Highland laddie, and all your hopes confound...
Pagina 228 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices...
Pagina 401 - 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 399 - OH, where, tell me where is your Highland laddie gone? Oh, where, tell me where is your Highland laddie gone? He's gone with streaming banners where noble deeds are done, And my sad heart will tremble till he come safely home. Oh, where, tell me where did your Highland laddie stay...
Pagina 399 - O WHERE, tell me where, is your Highland laddie gone? O where, tell me where, is your Highland laddie gone ? " " He's gone, with streaming banners, where noble deeds are done; And my sad heart will tremble till he comes safely home.
Pagina 43 - ... warriors to her breast ; And as they strove, with smiles of filial love, Their widowed parent's anguish to remove, Through her small casement broke the intrusive day, And chased the pleasing images away ! 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 400 - O where, tell me where, did your Highland laddie stay ? " " He dwelt beneath the holly trees, beside the rapid Spey; And many a blessing followed him the day he. went away.