Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of songs and other poetical pieces, with notes, and a short essay on the poets of Renfrewshire [by W. Motherwell. Re-issue of the harp of Renfrewshire, with cancel title-leaf]. |
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... him of his error . “ Two days before his death , he shewed me several poetical
pieces ... This piece is called “ Why unite to banish Carc , " and will be found in
the Appendix - - the two last stanzas are for the first time added . - Editor , XL.
... him of his error . “ Two days before his death , he shewed me several poetical
pieces ... This piece is called “ Why unite to banish Carc , " and will be found in
the Appendix - - the two last stanzas are for the first time added . - Editor , XL.
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The piece to which we refer , was published in the first edition of bis poems , but
omitted wisely in every subsequent one . In ballad - writing he also failed . His
Connel and Flora is read without emotion , and never thought of again after per
usal ...
The piece to which we refer , was published in the first edition of bis poems , but
omitted wisely in every subsequent one . In ballad - writing he also failed . His
Connel and Flora is read without emotion , and never thought of again after per
usal ...
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In no unmeaning or trifling references however , which too frequently pervade
productions of a similar kind , does the piece before us in the least indulge . It is
dedicated solely to that concluding , but painful scene which finishes for ever all
the ...
In no unmeaning or trifling references however , which too frequently pervade
productions of a similar kind , does the piece before us in the least indulge . It is
dedicated solely to that concluding , but painful scene which finishes for ever all
the ...
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... simplicity formed their principal distinguishing characterestic . The whole tenor
of the piece is remarkably expressive , easy , and unaffected , and it may , we
think , without offering the least violence to probability , be placed to the account ...
... simplicity formed their principal distinguishing characterestic . The whole tenor
of the piece is remarkably expressive , easy , and unaffected , and it may , we
think , without offering the least violence to probability , be placed to the account ...
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poetic fiction only , or rather a stroke of satire , by which Dr . Percy was strangely
induced to insert the piece among his “ Reliques of Ancient Poltry . ” In the
Edinburgh Review , Vol . ix , p . 37 , the honour of this produc . tion is given to the
late ...
poetic fiction only , or rather a stroke of satire , by which Dr . Percy was strangely
induced to insert the piece among his “ Reliques of Ancient Poltry . ” In the
Edinburgh Review , Vol . ix , p . 37 , the honour of this produc . tion is given to the
late ...
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