The gentle shepherd. With illustrations of the scenary [sic], an appendix, and a glossary. To which are prefixed, an authentic life of Allan Ramsay, and an Inquiry into the origin of pastoral poetry [&c. Ed. by R. Brown?].1808 |
من داخل الكتاب
النتائج 1-5 من 38
الصفحة 477
... Thou dweller between the shields that hang on high , in Ossian's hall ! De- scend from thy place , O harp , and let me hear thy voice ! Son of Alpin , strike the string . Thou must awake the soul of the bard . The murmur of Lora's ...
... Thou dweller between the shields that hang on high , in Ossian's hall ! De- scend from thy place , O harp , and let me hear thy voice ! Son of Alpin , strike the string . Thou must awake the soul of the bard . The murmur of Lora's ...
الصفحة 504
... thou hear'st , approve The Gentle Shepherd's tender tale of love . Instructed from these scenes , what glowing fires Inflame the breast that real love inspires ! The fair shall read of ardours , sighs , and tears , All that a lover ...
... thou hear'st , approve The Gentle Shepherd's tender tale of love . Instructed from these scenes , what glowing fires Inflame the breast that real love inspires ! The fair shall read of ardours , sighs , and tears , All that a lover ...
الصفحة 507
... thou to be found , by all desired ? Nun ! sober and devout , why art thou fled , To hide in shades thy meek contented head ? Virgin ! of aspect mild , ah ! why , unkind , Fly'st thou , displeased , the commerce of mankind ? O ! teach ...
... thou to be found , by all desired ? Nun ! sober and devout , why art thou fled , To hide in shades thy meek contented head ? Virgin ! of aspect mild , ah ! why , unkind , Fly'st thou , displeased , the commerce of mankind ? O ! teach ...
الصفحة 508
... Thou shin'st a fair example to thy kind 1 ; Sincere and equal to thy neighbour's name , How swift to praise ! how , guiltless to defame ! Bold in thy presence Bashfulness appears , And backward Merit loses all its fears . Supremely ...
... Thou shin'st a fair example to thy kind 1 ; Sincere and equal to thy neighbour's name , How swift to praise ! how , guiltless to defame ! Bold in thy presence Bashfulness appears , And backward Merit loses all its fears . Supremely ...
الصفحة 509
... thou behold'st them of each grace possest , And sighing youths imploring to be blest ! After thy image formed , with charms like thine , Or in the visit , or the dance , to shine : Thrice happy ! who succeed their mother's praise , The ...
... thou behold'st them of each grace possest , And sighing youths imploring to be blest ! After thy image formed , with charms like thine , Or in the visit , or the dance , to shine : Thrice happy ! who succeed their mother's praise , The ...
طبعات أخرى - عرض جميع المقتطفات
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ALEXANDER PENNECUIK Alexander Runciman Allan Allan Ramsay auld bairns baith Bauldy beneath Bess blate bonny brae burn Carlops castle cockernonny cudna Dr Pennecuik Duncan Forbes e'er Edinburgh Elspa fair farmstead fouk frae gang Gentle Shepherd glade Glaud glen green Habbie's Hall hame Haugh heard heart Heaven honour howm ilka Jenny lasses lassie Madge Marfield maun Mause Monk's Monks nae mair nane ne'er New-Hall House night nought o'er Onstead pastoral Patie Patie's Hill Peggy Peggy's Pentland Pentland Hills Picts poems Quhan Ramsay rising rock Roger round SANG scene sche Scots side sing Sir Wil Sir William smile soon Spital Spital Hill stand stream sweet Symon Symon's House Syne tell thee thou tower trees Tweeddale wawking whase whilst Winter tares woods ye're zour
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 642 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
الصفحة 503 - Just entered in her teens, Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay. My Peggy is a young thing, And I'm not very auld, Yet well I like to meet her at The wauking of the fauld. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, Whene'er we meet alane, I wish nae mair to lay my care, — I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a...
الصفحة 659 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 658 - He rose with confidence and tranquillity, and pressed on with his sabre in his hand, for the beasts of the desert were in motion, and on every hand were heard the mingled howls of rage and fear, and ravage and expiration; all the horrors of darkness and solitude surrounded him: the winds roared in the woods, and the torrents tumbled from the hills, " Work'd into sudden rage by wintry showers, Down the steep hill the roaring torrent pours! The mountain shepherd hears the distant noise.
الصفحة 535 - I judge, as we. Here, where primroses thickest paint the green, Hard by this little burnie let us lean : Hark ! how the lav'rocks chant aboon our heads, How saft the westlin winds sough through the reeds I FEOOY.
الصفحة 519 - I'll guide with canny care, And win the vogue at market, tron, or fair, For halesome, clean, cheap and sufficient ware. A flock of lambs, cheese, butter, and some woo, Shall first be said to pay the laird his due ; Syne a
الصفحة 495 - Fly'st thou, displeas'd, the commerce of mankind? O! teach our steps to find the secret cell, "Where, with thy sire Content, thou lov'st to dwell. Or say, dost thou a duteous handmaid wait, Familiar at the chambers of the great ? Dost thou pursue the voice of them that call To noisy revel, and to midnight ball?
الصفحة 513 - We're far frae ony road, and out o' sight; The lads they're feeding far beyont the height. But tell me now, dear Jenny, (we're our lane,) What gars ye plague your wooer wi' disdain ? The neibours a' tent this as weel as I, That Roger loes ye, yet ye carena by.
الصفحة 658 - Where a' the sweets of spring and simmer grow. Between twa birks, out o'er a little lin, The water fa's, and maks a singand din : A pool breast-deep, beneath as clear as glass, Kisses with easy whirles the bord'ring grass. We'll end our washing while the morning's cool ; And when the day grows het, we'll to the pool, There wash oursells ; 'tis healthfu' now in May, And sweetly cauler on sae warm a day.
الصفحة 497 - Supremely blest by heav'n, heav'n's richest grace Confest is thine, an early blooming race, Whose pleasing smiles shall guardian Wisdom arm, Divine instruction ! taught of thee to charm. What transports shall they to thy soul impart, (The conscious transports of a parent's heart), When thou behold'st them of each grace possest, And sighing youths imploring to be blest : After thy image...