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... poets sung for the love of writing . Burns was the first peasant poet that caught the attention of the nation . The works of Sir David Lyndsay were , many years ago , to be found in nearly every house in Scot- land , and they were read ...
... poets sung for the love of writing . Burns was the first peasant poet that caught the attention of the nation . The works of Sir David Lyndsay were , many years ago , to be found in nearly every house in Scot- land , and they were read ...
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... poetic beauties on the one hand , and their utter want of truth on the other . Until the brightness of the Reformation dawned , Scot- land was as one dark morass . Prior to that event , and notwith- standing some valuable researches ...
... poetic beauties on the one hand , and their utter want of truth on the other . Until the brightness of the Reformation dawned , Scot- land was as one dark morass . Prior to that event , and notwith- standing some valuable researches ...
Página 78
... poet or a novelist can alone bridge over that chasm . The long arms of many years have fallen since then , and the ... poets , Blair and Home , whose poems form part of the Scottish classics . Across the Firth of Forth is seen the coast ...
... poet or a novelist can alone bridge over that chasm . The long arms of many years have fallen since then , and the ... poets , Blair and Home , whose poems form part of the Scottish classics . Across the Firth of Forth is seen the coast ...
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... poet . The following year , 1513 , he was the witness of a remarkable scene in the church of Linlithgow . It was immediately before the Battle of Flodden , when the King rashly resolved to invade the north of England . The following ...
... poet . The following year , 1513 , he was the witness of a remarkable scene in the church of Linlithgow . It was immediately before the Battle of Flodden , when the King rashly resolved to invade the north of England . The following ...
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... poet in his tender years of infancy so endeared himself to the King that the first words . he could say were " Pa , Da , Lyn . " His principal occupation was that of amusing the King with ancient stories of ro- mance and war , of old ...
... poet in his tender years of infancy so endeared himself to the King that the first words . he could say were " Pa , Da , Lyn . " His principal occupation was that of amusing the King with ancient stories of ro- mance and war , of old ...
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Página 704 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head up-lift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Página 416 - Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?
Página 705 - Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor, one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Página 342 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Página 95 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Página 726 - Wild is thy lay and loud Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth! Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Página 703 - So he went on, and Apollyon met him. Now the monster was hideous to behold ; he was clothed with scales, like a fish (and they are his pride), he had wings like a dragon, feet like a bear, and out of his belly came fire and smoke, and his mouth was as the mouth of a lion.
Página 524 - My story being done She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange, Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful...
Página 90 - Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month; or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she, — O God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn'd longer...
Página 171 - It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.