Altavona. Fact and Fiction from My Life in the HighlandsEdinburgh, 1882 - 425 páginas |
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Página 147 - That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of lona.
Página 234 - ... utterly careless about the merits of any creed or confession. They seemed miserable in the discharge of every ministerial duty ; they eagerly seized on the services of any stray preacher who came within their reach. When they preached, their sermons generally turned on honesty, good neighbourhood, and kindness. To deliver a Gospel sermon, or preach to the hearts and consciences of dying sinners, was as completely beyond their power as to speak in the language of angels.
Página 99 - She look'd at a boat, with the breezes that swung Away on the wave, like a bird of the main ; And aye as it lessen'd, she sigh'd, and she sung, Fareweel to the lad I shall ne'er see again...
Página 268 - Blessings be with ye, both now and aye, Dear human creatures ! Yours is the love that no gold can buy Nor time can wither. Peace be to thee and thy children, O Skye ! Dearest of islands ! THE BRITISH ASS.
Página 234 - Many of them were genuine Socinians. Many of them were ignorant of theology as a system, and utterly careless about the merits of any creed or confession. They seemed miserable in the discharge of every ministerial duty ; they eagerly seized on the services of any stray preacher who came within their reach. When they preached, their sermons generally turned on honesty, good neighbourhood, and kindness.
Página 160 - Ailiun On the pinnacle of a rock, That I might often see The face of the ocean ; That I might hear the song of the wonderful birds, Source of happiness; That I might hear the thunder of the crowding waves Upon the rocks: At times at work without compulsion — This would be delightful; At times plucking dulse from the rocks; At times at fishing.
Página 161 - At times at psalm-singing ; At times contemplating the King of Heaven, Holy the chief ; At times at work without compulsion ; This would be delightful. At times plucking duilisc from the rocks ; At times at fishing ; At times giving food to the poor ; At times in a carcair (solitary cell).
Página 264 - It's no when the yawl an' the light skiffs crawl Owre the breast o' the siller sea, That I look to the west for the bark I lo'e best An...
Página 104 - Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, neither do they spin; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Página 100 - But ah ! there is one whose hard fate I deplore, Nor house, ha', nor hame in his country has he! The conflict is past, and our name is no more — There's nought left but sorrow for Scotland and me...