The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volumen38Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1822 |
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... thoughts . It was not at Ellisland that he was now in general to be found : -Mounted on horseback , this high- minded poet was pursuing the defaulters of the revenue , among the hills and vales of Nithsdale , his roving eye wandering ...
... thoughts . It was not at Ellisland that he was now in general to be found : -Mounted on horseback , this high- minded poet was pursuing the defaulters of the revenue , among the hills and vales of Nithsdale , his roving eye wandering ...
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... thought dangerous ; and information being given to the Board , an inquiry was instituted into his con- duct , the result of which , although rather favour- able , was not so much so as to reinstate him in the good opinion of the ...
... thought dangerous ; and information being given to the Board , an inquiry was instituted into his con- duct , the result of which , although rather favour- able , was not so much so as to reinstate him in the good opinion of the ...
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... thought of the Brigs of Ayr , may have been taken from Fergusson's Causeway and Plainstones ; and The Farmer's Ingle of this poet , may have suggested The Cotter's Saturday Night : but in these and a few other instances , where some ...
... thought of the Brigs of Ayr , may have been taken from Fergusson's Causeway and Plainstones ; and The Farmer's Ingle of this poet , may have suggested The Cotter's Saturday Night : but in these and a few other instances , where some ...
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... thoughts were conveyed in it , and it was endeared to him by the pleasures of memory and association . He wrote it when he had no very extensive ambition , and when he had no suspicion that it would obscure his sentiments , or narrow ...
... thoughts were conveyed in it , and it was endeared to him by the pleasures of memory and association . He wrote it when he had no very extensive ambition , and when he had no suspicion that it would obscure his sentiments , or narrow ...
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... thought ; And oft thy winding dells he sought , Where wild flowers pour'd their rathe perfume , And with sincere devotion brought To thee the summer's earliest bloom . But , ah ! no fond maternal smile His unprotected youth enjoy'd ...
... thought ; And oft thy winding dells he sought , Where wild flowers pour'd their rathe perfume , And with sincere devotion brought To thee the summer's earliest bloom . But , ah ! no fond maternal smile His unprotected youth enjoy'd ...
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The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volumen38 Ezekiel Sanford Vista completa - 1822 |
The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volumen38 Ezekiel Sanford Vista completa - 1822 |
Términos y frases comunes
amang auld auld lang syne baith bard Beneath blate blaw blest bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG brunstane Burns canna cauld charms dear dearie deil e'en e'er Ev'n ev'ry fair fate fear flowers frae gies guid hame haud hear heart Heav'n honest honour ither John Barleycorn lasses lassie Lord Gregory Mailie maun mony morn mourn muckle muse nae mair Nature's ne'er neebor never night o'er out-owre owre pleasure pleugh poet poor pow'r pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS round rustic Samson's dead Scotia's Scotland sing skelpin SONG soul sugh sweet Syne ta'en tears tell thee There's thou thro toil Tune unco wander weary weel Whare whistling Whyles wild Willie winds wretch XXXVIII ye'll ye're youthful
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Página 165 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Página 369 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What though on namely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that? Gi'e fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Página 164 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Página 175 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Página 251 - 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...
Página 368 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Página 175 - Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine — no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight Shall be thy doom!
Página 253 - The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze, Thro, ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi' usquabae, we'll face the Devil!
Página 286 - Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove Where, by the winding Ayr, we met, To live one day of parting love...
Página 255 - Tam tint his reason a' thegither, And roars out: 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop! she starts before their nose; As eager runs the market-crowd, When 'Catch the thief!' resounds aloud; So Maggie runs, the witches follow, Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow.