The Works of the British Poets: Selected and Chronologically Arranged ... with Biographical and Critical Notices, Volume 3John Aikin, John Frost D. Appleton, 1866 - English poetry |
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... face of danger strives to turn , Indignant from the social hour they spurn . Though now full oft they felt the raging tide In proud rebellion climb the vessel's side , No future ills unknown their souls appal ; They know no danger , or ...
... face of danger strives to turn , Indignant from the social hour they spurn . Though now full oft they felt the raging tide In proud rebellion climb the vessel's side , No future ills unknown their souls appal ; They know no danger , or ...
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... face ; Come , muse , and sing the dreaded washing - day . Ye who beneath the yoke of wedlock bend , With bow'd soul , full well ye ken the day Which week , smooth sliding after week , brings on Too soon ; -for to that day nor peace ...
... face ; Come , muse , and sing the dreaded washing - day . Ye who beneath the yoke of wedlock bend , With bow'd soul , full well ye ken the day Which week , smooth sliding after week , brings on Too soon ; -for to that day nor peace ...
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... face : And while on brilliants moved the hands of steel , It click'd from prayer to prayer , from meal to meal . " Here as the lady sate , a friendly pair Stept in t ' admire the view , and took their chair : They then related how the ...
... face : And while on brilliants moved the hands of steel , It click'd from prayer to prayer , from meal to meal . " Here as the lady sate , a friendly pair Stept in t ' admire the view , and took their chair : They then related how the ...
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... face ; It might some wonder in a stranger move , How these together could have talk'd of love . Behold them now ! -see there a tradesman stands , And humbly hearkens to some fresh commands ; He moves to speak , she interrupts him ...
... face ; It might some wonder in a stranger move , How these together could have talk'd of love . Behold them now ! -see there a tradesman stands , And humbly hearkens to some fresh commands ; He moves to speak , she interrupts him ...
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... face ? She - O Susannah ! -to the world belongs ; She loves the follies of its idle throngs , And reads soft tales of love , and sings love's soft- ening songs . But , as our friend is yet delay'd in town , We must prepare her till the ...
... face ? She - O Susannah ! -to the world belongs ; She loves the follies of its idle throngs , And reads soft tales of love , and sings love's soft- ening songs . But , as our friend is yet delay'd in town , We must prepare her till the ...
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Arion auld beauty behold beneath birks of Aberfeldy bless'd bosom breast breath charms coursers cried deep delight dread e'en fair fame fate father fear feel felt fix'd flowers fond frae Fulham gave gentle grace grave Greece grief grieved hand happy hast hear heart heaven hope hope and fear hour humble Indra kind knew lady lassie live look look'd Lord maid mainsail maun mind muse never night numbers nymph o'er once pain Palemon pass'd peace pity pleasure poor praise pride proud rapture Rodmond round sacred sail scene scorn scudding seem'd shade ship shore sigh silent smile soft song soon soothe sorrow soul spirit sweet tale tears tempest thee thine thou thought trembling truth Twas vex'd voice wave Whyles wife wild wind wretch wyfe wyllowe YENDA youth
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Page 230 - Guid faith he mauna 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' that. For a
Page 294 - And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; ye shall find the babe wrapped...
Page 210 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Page 211 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre. Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed ; How He, who bore in...
Page 226 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloomed the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and locked embrace Our parting was fu...
Page 214 - Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine— no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate, Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight, Shall be thy doom ! To Ruin ALL hail, inexorable lord ! At whose destruction-breathing word The mightiest empires fall!
Page 226 - 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' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my...
Page 226 - And ne'er made sic anither! Thou art a queen, fair Lesley, Thy subjects we, before thee; Thou art divine, fair Lesley, The hearts o' men adore thee. The deil he could na scaith thee, Or aught that wad belang thee; He'd look into thy bonnie face, And say
Page 224 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' bluid red-rusted; Five scimitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Page 224 - Nick, in shape o' beast; A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large, To gie them music was his charge: He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafters a