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Сторінка 14 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, and fondly broods with miser care ; time but the impression deeper makes, as streams their channels deeper wear.
Сторінка 13 - 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...
Сторінка 53 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Сторінка 32 - Oh, fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know ere long, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Сторінка 19 - Faith, he maunna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that; Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may,— As come it will for a' that,— That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a
Сторінка 12 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Сторінка 12 - And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Сторінка 14 - She was a form of life and light, That, seen, became a part of sight...
Сторінка 13 - Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah, little thought we 'twas our last ) Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods thick'ning green : The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Сторінка 19 - Our toils obscure an' a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a' that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey, an' a that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine; A Man's a Man for a

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