Memorials of James Hogg, the Ettrick ShepherdA. Gardner, 1887 - 336 páginas |
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Página 193 - WHEN first, descending from the Moorlands, I saw the Stream of Yarrow glide Along a bare and open valley, The Ettrick Shepherd was my guide. When last along its banks I wandered, Through groves that had begun to shed Their golden leaves upon the pathways, My steps the Border-minstrel led. The Mighty Minstrel breathes no longer, Mid mouldering ruins low he lies ; And death upon the braes of Yarrow, Has closed the Shepherd-poet's eyes...
Página 191 - Ryedale we were all walking, in twos and threes, arm-in-arm, talking of the phenomenon, and admiring it. Now, be it remembered, that Wordsworth, Professor Wilson, Lloyd, De Quincey, and myself, were present, besides several other literary gentlemen, whose names I am not certain that I remember aright. Miss Wordsworth's arm was in mine, and she was expressing some fears that the splendid stranger might prove ominous, when I, by ill luck, blundered out the following remark, thinking that I was saying...
Página 31 - Wi' rocks o' the Nevis and Gairy We'd rattle him off frae our shore, Or lull him asleep in a cairny, An' sing him - Lochaber no more! Stanes an' bullets an' a', Bullets an' stanes an' a'; We'll finish the Corsican callan Wi' stanes an' bullets an
Página 218 - Come all ye jolly shepherds That whistle through the glen, I'll tell ye of a secret That courtiers dinna ken : What is the greatest bliss That the tongue o' man can name ? 'Tis to woo a bonnie lassie When the kye comes hame.
Página 23 - Whether my manner of writing it out was new, I know not, but it was not without singularity. Having very little spare time from my flock, which was unruly enough, I folded and stitched a few sheets of paper, which I carried in my pocket. I had no inkhorn ; but, in place of it, I borrowed a small vial, which I fixed in a hole in the breast of my waistcoat ; and having a cork fastened by a piece of twine, it answered the purpose fully as well.
Página 281 - Blest be his generous heart for aye ! He told me where the relic lay ; Pointed my way with ready will, Afar on Ettrick's wildest hill ; Watched my first notes with curious eye, And wondered at my minstrelsy : He little weened a parent's tongue Such strains had o'er my cradle sung.
Página 104 - Greek—and tell her that, as she has prevented Lord B. from fulfilling his promise to you, she is bound to insist upon its execution; and to add a poem of her own to it, by way of interest. She is a most delightful creature, and possesses excellent temper and a most inordinate share of good sense.
Página 22 - And he was not only then, but throughout his chequered life, blessed with strong health, and the most exuberant animal spirits. His height was a little above the average size, his form at that period was of faultless symmetry, which nature had endowed with almost unequalled agility and swiftness of foot. His head was covered with a singular profusion of light brown hair, which he usually wore coiled up under his hat. When he used to enter church on Sunday (of which he was at all...
Página xi - Scotia's way, to pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust. While thus recalling, for the amusement of an' idle hour, some of the whimsical scenes in which we have met James Hogg, let it not be supposed that we think of him only with a regard to the homely manners, the social good-nature, and the unimportant foibles, by which he was characterised. The world amidst which he moved was but too apt, especially of late years, to regard him in these lights alone, forgetting that, beneath his rustic plaid,...
Página 280 - I saw his loved and honoured face, was at the little inn on my own farm, in the autumn of 1830. He sent me word that he was to pass on such a day, on his way from Dumlarnrig Castle, to Abbotsford, but he was sorry he could not call at Altrive, to see Mrs.