The Leading Poets of Scotland from Early TimesWalter Jenkinson Kaye Relfe, 1899 - 314 стор. |
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Сторінка 105 - No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. That thus they all shall meet in future days ; There ever bask in uncreated rays, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compar'd with this, how poor religion's pride, Devotion's
Сторінка 106 - On turning one down with the plough, in April 1786. WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem ; To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Alas ! its no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet
Сторінка 107 - Wi' speckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent-earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flow'rs our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random
Сторінка 103 - At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin' stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee. His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wine's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a
Сторінка 104 - arms breathe out the tender tale, ' Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale.' Is there, in human form, that bears a heart— A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring heart Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth ? Curse on his
Сторінка 105 - May hear, well pleas'd the language of the soul : And in his Book of Life the inmates poor enroll. The pompous strain, the sacerdotal stole ; But haply, in some cottage far apart, Then homeward all take off their sev'ral way ; The youngling cottagers retire to rest : The
Сторінка 275 - WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The clouded pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. There rose the choral hymn of praise, With priest's and warrior's voice between. No
Сторінка 104 - was i' the bell. The cheerfu' supper done, wi' serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide ; The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside,
Сторінка 103 - rin A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu' bloom, love sparkling in her e'e, Comes hame, perhaps, to shew a braw new gown, Or deposite her fair-won penny-fee, To help her parents dear, if they in hardship be.
Сторінка 299 - breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey ; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing : I cannot go Where Universal Love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns ; From