Poems on Various Subjects, Volumul 63author, 1803 - 441 pagini |
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Pagina 9
... wind ! .... Dear Nancy , well you know my way . .372 ..161 Dear lowly cottage , 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 ...
... wind ! .... Dear Nancy , well you know my way . .372 ..161 Dear lowly cottage , 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 ...
Pagina 10
... windy halls . ... 393 What sound of woe froin yonder grove .. .312 When THOMSON's harp , of charming tone ...... 339 When WILLY PITT , as he thought fit ... ..410 VALLESIA , whose illustrious blood ..... .266 Yes , even amid these wilds ...
... windy halls . ... 393 What sound of woe froin yonder grove .. .312 When THOMSON's harp , of charming tone ...... 339 When WILLY PITT , as he thought fit ... ..410 VALLESIA , whose illustrious blood ..... .266 Yes , even amid these wilds ...
Pagina 47
... wind ; Or frame to vocal reeds the native lay , Or form of mountain - flowers the chaplet gay . See Sport , with Exercise and Health combin'd , In happy union , fleeter than the wind , Thro ' pathless wastes the sprightly game pursue ...
... wind ; Or frame to vocal reeds the native lay , Or form of mountain - flowers the chaplet gay . See Sport , with Exercise and Health combin'd , In happy union , fleeter than the wind , Thro ' pathless wastes the sprightly game pursue ...
Pagina 64
... wind , Unmov'd he heard the yelling blast behind , And flying from the grim pursuit of death , No backward look retrac'd the dangerous path . Now high above the rolling clouds he goes , Where clearer star - light brightens whiter snows ...
... wind , Unmov'd he heard the yelling blast behind , And flying from the grim pursuit of death , No backward look retrac'd the dangerous path . Now high above the rolling clouds he goes , Where clearer star - light brightens whiter snows ...
Pagina 66
... wind swept the glossy snows , The blast loud rushing thro ' the wither'd oak , Arous'd his dog , and FARQUHAR starting woke : Forlorn and sad , he cast his eyes around , But in his view no living object found ; Nor track , save to a ...
... wind swept the glossy snows , The blast loud rushing thro ' the wither'd oak , Arous'd his dog , and FARQUHAR starting woke : Forlorn and sad , he cast his eyes around , But in his view no living object found ; Nor track , save to a ...
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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.