...That lovest to greet the early morn, Again thou usherest in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. Oh Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place...of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hearest thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget ! — Can I forget the...

...be disputed that he was well acquainted with the feelings he could so eloquently describe : — " O, Mary, dear departed shade, " Where is thy place of...blissful rest ? " See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? " Hcar'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget, " Can I forget...

...That lovest to greet the early morn, Again thou usherest 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 ? Hearest thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallowed...

...That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. Oh, Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? fleett thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour...

...That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? t Mary Campbell, the subject of these exquisite lines, has been already noticed, ante. They were...

...with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade, Where is thy place of blissful...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast .'" The beautiful verses entitled " Highland Mary," al luded to above, are in a strain no less impassioned....

...truth, honour, constancy, and love. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of heavenly rest t Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast 1" The variations are from a copy in the Poet's own hand. TO MARY.* COULD aught of song declare my...

...That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou ushePst in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. О and ' Winter, a Dirge,' are of this character. Burns...melancholy views of the nature and condition of man, whi hie breast ! ii. That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forset the hallowed grove, Where by the winding...

...from my soul was torn. О Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of reet ? Senst thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans...his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget, Can 1 forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met. To live one day of parting love ? Eternity...

...As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?" To wander through these woods of Coilsflcld, and reflect that, as the residence of rank and affluence,...