The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, المجلد 20Richard Garnett 1899 |
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... sweet , How mony lengthened , sage advices , The husband frae the wife despises ! 6 But to our tale : Ae market night , Tam had got planted unco right , Fast by an ingle , bleezing finely , Wi ' reaming swats , that drank divinely ; And ...
... sweet , How mony lengthened , sage advices , The husband frae the wife despises ! 6 But to our tale : Ae market night , Tam had got planted unco right , Fast by an ingle , bleezing finely , Wi ' reaming swats , that drank divinely ; And ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
الصفحة 28
... sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu ' birds , I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonie flower that springs By fountain , shaw , ' or green , There's not a bonie bird that sings , But minds me o ' my Jean . THE HAPPY TRIO . 2 ...
... sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu ' birds , I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonie flower that springs By fountain , shaw , ' or green , There's not a bonie bird that sings , But minds me o ' my Jean . THE HAPPY TRIO . 2 ...
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... sweet upon its thorny tree ; And my fause luver stole my rose , But ah ! he left the thorn wi ' me . Wi ' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose Upon a morn in June ; And sae I flourished on the morn , And sae was pu'd on noon . MY HEART'S IN ...
... sweet upon its thorny tree ; And my fause luver stole my rose , But ah ! he left the thorn wi ' me . Wi ' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose Upon a morn in June ; And sae I flourished on the morn , And sae was pu'd on noon . MY HEART'S IN ...
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... sweet an ' clear . Will they a ' return to their ain dear glen ? Will they a ' return , our Hieland men ? Second - sighted Sandy looked fu ' wae , And mothers grat ' when they marched away , Wi ' a hundred pipers , an ' a ' , an ' a ...
... sweet an ' clear . Will they a ' return to their ain dear glen ? Will they a ' return , our Hieland men ? Second - sighted Sandy looked fu ' wae , And mothers grat ' when they marched away , Wi ' a hundred pipers , an ' a ' , an ' a ...
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الصفحة 166 - ... at liberty to do it ; for let me not be understood as capable of patronizing infidelity to, existing engagements. I hold the maxim no less applicable to public than to private affairs, that honesty is always the best policy. I repeat it, therefore, let those engagements be observed in their genuine sense. But, in my opinion, it is unnecessary and would be unwise to extend them. " Taking care always to keep ourselves, by suitable establishments, on a respectable defensive posture, we may safely...
الصفحة 277 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
الصفحة 235 - Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. "Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see, The Devil knows how to row.
الصفحة 221 - Did send a dismal sheen : Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound...
الصفحة 378 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
الصفحة 375 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
الصفحة 236 - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
الصفحة 15 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
الصفحة 161 - Union, affecting all parts of our country, while experience shall not have demonstrated its impracticability, there will always be reason to distrust the patriotism of those, who in any quarter may endeavor to weaken its bands.
الصفحة 229 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.