XII. The period from the union of the crowns to Allan Ramsay (1603-1725) XIII. Modern period: Allan Ramsay (1686-1758) XIV. Modern period: James Thomson (1700-1748) XV. Modern period: from Allan Ramsey to James Macpherson (1758-1796) XVI. Modern period: Robert Burns (1759-1796) XVII. Modern period: James GrahameW. Blackwood and Sons, 1887 |
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... woods green anadeams do weare ; The nightingall , forgetting winter's woe , Cals up the lazy morne , her notes to heare : Then flowers are spread , which names of princes beare- Some red , some azure , white , and golden grow . Here ...
... woods green anadeams do weare ; The nightingall , forgetting winter's woe , Cals up the lazy morne , her notes to heare : Then flowers are spread , which names of princes beare- Some red , some azure , white , and golden grow . Here ...
الصفحة 10
... woods ; the floods are fair ; Fair looketh Ceres with her yellow hair , And apples ' Queen when rose - cheek'd she ... Wood , and you , sweet solitary Place , Where I estrangèd from the vulgar live , Contented more with what your shades ...
... woods ; the floods are fair ; Fair looketh Ceres with her yellow hair , And apples ' Queen when rose - cheek'd she ... Wood , and you , sweet solitary Place , Where I estrangèd from the vulgar live , Contented more with what your shades ...
الصفحة 20
... wood overhanging the cliff that slopes down to the Esk , whose waters then , as was specially befitting , flowed clear and unstained between its romantic banks . Its rock , walks , and aged sycamore are still associated with the ...
... wood overhanging the cliff that slopes down to the Esk , whose waters then , as was specially befitting , flowed clear and unstained between its romantic banks . Its rock , walks , and aged sycamore are still associated with the ...
الصفحة 35
... wood , the water and the glen , the hawthorn and the gowan , and the notes of birds ; and thus fused with the feeling for nature the emotion most sacred to lyrical poetry . This fusion has since his time become the almost universal ...
... wood , the water and the glen , the hawthorn and the gowan , and the notes of birds ; and thus fused with the feeling for nature the emotion most sacred to lyrical poetry . This fusion has since his time become the almost universal ...
الصفحة 47
... woods and lawns , by living streams at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace , And I their toys to the great children leave ; Of fancy , reason , virtue , naught can me be- reave . " With all this passion , he was a keen ...
... woods and lawns , by living streams at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace , And I their toys to the great children leave ; Of fancy , reason , virtue , naught can me be- reave . " With all this passion , he was a keen ...
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Allan Ramsay amid aspects ballads beauty beneath bloom bonnie Border braes Burns Canto century clouds crag dark David Gray deep delight doth Drummond earth Edinburgh English Ettrick Evan MacColl fairy feeling for nature flowers forest frae genius gleam glen green grey hath heart heather heaven Highland hills imagination influence JOHN CAMPBELL SHAIRP lake land landscape art Leyden lines Loch Loch Katrine lonely Michael Bruce mist moorland morning mountain muse native night o'er Ossianic outward world painting pathos Patrick Nasmyth picture picturesque poems poet poetic pure Robert Aytoun round scene Scot Scotland Scott Scottish poetry Scottish scenery Shairp shepherd shore side snow song soul spirit spring St Mary's Loch stanzas storm stream summer sweet tempest Teviot thee Thomson thou thro tion Titian touched trees true truth Tweed vale Walter Scott wandering wave wild winds winter woods Wordsworth Yarrow
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الصفحة 47 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
الصفحة 214 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
الصفحة 274 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below, LXIII.
الصفحة 65 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found.
الصفحة 90 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
الصفحة 132 - 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, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet, Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe to greet The purpling east.
الصفحة 205 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land. High on the south, huge Benvenue Down on the lake in masses threw Crags, knolls, and mounds, confusedly hurl'd, The fragments of an earlier world; A wildering forest feathered o'er His ruin'd sides and summit hoar, While on the north, through middle air, Ben-an heaved high his forehead bare.
الصفحة 53 - Sits on th' horizon round a settled gloom : Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed, Oppressing life; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspen tall. Th' uncurling floods, diffused In glassy breadth, seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course.
الصفحة 122 - JEolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident; or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod? I own myself partial to such proofs of those awful and important realities: a God that made all things, man's immaterial and immortal nature, and a world of weal or woe beyond death and the grave.
الصفحة 133 - O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, 'Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i