Scotia's Bards ...R. Carter & bros., 1854 - 563 Seiten |
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... heart must be calmer - colder yet- Ere thee , my native land ! I can forget . PRINGLE . Yes , I may love the music of strange tongues ! And mould my heart anew to take the stamp Of foreign friendships in a foreign land ; But to my ...
... heart must be calmer - colder yet- Ere thee , my native land ! I can forget . PRINGLE . Yes , I may love the music of strange tongues ! And mould my heart anew to take the stamp Of foreign friendships in a foreign land ; But to my ...
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... heart , As home he goes beneath the joyous moon . Ye that keep watch in heaven , as earth asleep Unconscious lies , effuse your mildest beams , Ye constellations , while your angels strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre ...
... heart , As home he goes beneath the joyous moon . Ye that keep watch in heaven , as earth asleep Unconscious lies , effuse your mildest beams , Ye constellations , while your angels strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre ...
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... heart , the tongue of all , Crown the great hymn ; in swarming cities vast , Assembled men , to the deep organ join The long - resounding voice , oft breaking clear , At solemn pauses , through the swelling bass ; And as each mingling ...
... heart , the tongue of all , Crown the great hymn ; in swarming cities vast , Assembled men , to the deep organ join The long - resounding voice , oft breaking clear , At solemn pauses , through the swelling bass ; And as each mingling ...
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... not by vile loitering in ease That Greece obtain'd the brighter palm of art , That soft ye ardent Athens learnt to please , To keen the wit , and to sublime the heart , In all supreme ! complete in every part ! It HYMN . 9.
... not by vile loitering in ease That Greece obtain'd the brighter palm of art , That soft ye ardent Athens learnt to please , To keen the wit , and to sublime the heart , In all supreme ! complete in every part ! It HYMN . 9.
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... heart as leal . Last morning I was gay and early out , Upon a dyke I lean'd , glowring about ; I saw my Meg come linking o'er the lee ; I saw my Meg , but Maggy saw nae me ; For yet the sun was wading thro ' the mist , And she was close ...
... heart as leal . Last morning I was gay and early out , Upon a dyke I lean'd , glowring about ; I saw my Meg come linking o'er the lee ; I saw my Meg , but Maggy saw nae me ; For yet the sun was wading thro ' the mist , And she was close ...
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beauty beneath blessed blood bloom born breath bright child close cloud dark dead dear death deep dreams earth face fair fall father fear feel fell flowers frae friends give grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour land leave light live lonely look Lord maid meet mind morning mother mountain mourn native nature ne'er never night o'er once pain pass peace poems poet poor proud rest rise rock rose round seen side sing sleep smile song soon sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought Till tree voice wandering Water wave weary wild wind woods young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 200 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light ; And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
Seite 202 - No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ; When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
Seite 115 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Seite 146 - 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.
Seite 148 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Seite 373 - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
Seite 251 - The Soldier's Dream OUR bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground over-powered The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die.
Seite 207 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away ! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be ! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG.
Seite 262 - ... FLOWING SEA" A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Seite 7 - Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to HIM; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon.