Literary Recreations of a Sheep-farmerR. & R. Clark, 1864 - 173 pages |
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Page 41 - A CLOUD lay cradled near the setting sun ; A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow : Long had I watched the glory moving on, O'er the still radiance of the lake below...
Page 113 - Page. So stately and so graceful is her form, I thought at first her stature was gigantic ; But on a near approach I found, in truth, She scarcely does surpass the middle size.
Page 48 - When Hogg entered the drawing-room, Mrs. Scott, being at the time in a delicate state of health, was reclining on a sofa. The Shepherd, after being presented, and making his best bow, forthwith took possession of another sofa placed opposite to hers, and stretched himself thereupon at all his length ; for, as he said afterwards, " I thought I could never do wrong to copy the lady of the house.
Page 23 - O' a' that I hae tyned; For wha our wheat will saw, And wha our sheep will shear, Sin' my a' gaed awa', In the fa' o' the year? My hearth is growing cauld, And will be caulder still; And sair, sair in the fauld Will be the winter's chill; For peats were yet to ca', Our sheep they were to smear, When my a' passed awa' In the fa
Page 8 - But who the expected husband, husband is ? His hands, methinks, are bathed in slaughter. Ah me ! what ghastly spectre's yon, Comes in his pale shroud bleeding after? ' Pale as he is, here lay him, lay him down ; O lay his cold head on my pillow: Take aff, take aff these bridal weeds, And crown my careful head with willow.
Page 34 - All the time they were there, there was not a week my mother did not sit up two nights, to do the business that was necessary. She went to the market, went to the mill to have their corn ground, which it seems is the way with good managers there, dressed the linen, cleaned the house, made ready the dinner, mended the children's stockings and other clothes, made what she could for them, and in short did everything.
Page 8 - My love as he had not been a lover. ' The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest — 'twas my ain sewing: Ah, wretched me!
Page 112 - PAGE. Madam, there is a Lady in your hall, Who begs to be admitted to your presence. LADY. Is it not one of our invited friends? PAGE. No, far unlike to them; it is a stranger.
Page 48 - ... the lady of the house did not observe with perfect equanimity the novel usage to which her chintz was exposed. The Shepherd, however, remarked nothing of all this — dined heartily and drank freely, and, by jest, anecdote, and song, afforded plentiful merriment to the more civilized part of the company. As the liquor operated, his familiarity increased and strengthened ; from "Mr. Scott," he advanced to "Sherra,