Up ! up to yon cliff! like a king to his throne ! O'er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A throne which the eagle is glad to resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless as thine. There the bright heather springs up in love of thy breast,... Spirit of the English Magazines - Сторінка 4591831Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
| 680 стор.
...Are spread iu a garment of glory o'er thee. Up ! up to yon cliff; like a king to his throne ! 0 er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A...Unto footsteps so fleet, and so fearless as thine !" From Highland sports let us turn to English fishing, and here I would remark that there ia no county... | |
| John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 стор.
...and the beautiful ! — hail! Hail ! Idol divine ! whom Nature hath borne O'er a hundred hill-tops since the mists of the morn, Whom the pilgrim lone...the bright heather springs up in love of thy breast — Though your branches now toss in the storm of delight, Like the arms of the pine on your shelterless... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 стор.
...his throne! O'er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A throne which the eagle is glnd to resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless...breast — Lo ! the clouds in the depth of the sky arc at rest; And the race of the wild winds is o'er on the hill ! In the hush of the mountains, ye... | |
| Lyre - 1830 - 396 стор.
...Are spread in a garment of glory o'er thee, Up ! up to yon cliff! like a king to his throne ! O er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A...so fleet and so fearless as thine. There the bright heathersprings up in loveof thy breast, Jx> ! the clouds in the depths of the sky are at rest ; And... | |
| 654 стор.
...vision glides by him, may blameless adore ! For the joy of the happy, the strength of the free, A re spread in a garment of glory o'er thee. Up ! Up to...resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless as thine !" The noble sport of slag-hunting, which in years gone by was attended with so much pomp and display,... | |
| 546 стор.
...beautiful ! Hail ! Hail ! Idol divine ! whom nature hath borne O'er a hundred hill-tops since the miete of the morn ! Whom the pilgrim, lone wandering on...resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless as thine !" The noble sport of slag-hunting, which in years gone by was attended with so much pomp and display,... | |
| Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 стор.
...happy, the strength of the free, Are spread in a garment of glory o'er thee. 32 ADDRESS TO A WILD DEER. Up ! up to yon cliff! like a king to his throne, O'er...up in love of thy breast — Lo ! the clouds in the depths of the sky are at rest : And the race of the wild winds is o'er on the hill ! In the hush of... | |
| John William Carleton - 1848 - 550 стор.
...strength of the free, Are spread in a garment of glory o'er thee. Up ! Up to yon cliff! like a king to bis throne '. O'er the black silent forest piled lofty...resign Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless as thine !" The noble sport of stag-hunting, which in years gone by was attended with so much pomp and display,... | |
| John William Carleton - 1869 - 664 стор.
...Are spread in a garment of glory o'er thee. Up ! up to yon cliff; like a ling to his throne ! 0 er the black silent forest piled lofty and lone — A...Unto footsteps so fleet, and so fearless as thine 1" From Highland sports let us turn to English fishing, and here I would remark that there is no county... | |
| Lyre - 1841 - 366 стор.
...and the beautiful ! — hail ! Hail ! idol divine ! — whom nature hath borne O'er a hundred hill tops since the mists of the morn, Whom the pilgrim...springs up in love of thy breast, Lo ! the clouds in the depths of the sky are at rest ; And the race of the wild winds is o'er on the hill ! In the hush of... | |
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