...am'rous round the raptur'd scene ; The flow'rs sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray — Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. IV. Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but th' impression...

...streams of mutual interests and habits flow into the channel of wedded love, and on such affections '•' Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear." Not so is it in the illusory bliss of illicit passion ; there every added hour of guilty communion...

...words, but the value I have for your friendship, nothing can more truly or more elegantly express than ' Time but the impression stronger makes. As streams their channels deeper wear.' " Having written to you twice without having heard from you, I am apt to think my letters have miscarried....

...public. Who can withhold their admiration from passages like these? " Still o'er these scenes my niem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but...stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear." * The national air of " Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled," is familiar to every one. t He died in 1796....

...public. Who can withhold their admiration from passages like these? " Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but...stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear." * The national air of " Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled," is fi miliar to every one. t He died in 1796....

...public. Who can withhold their admiration from passages like these? " Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but...stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear." * The national air of " Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled," is f! miliar to every one. t He died in 1796....

...The birds sung love on every spray ; Till too, too юоп the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed f>l winged day. Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes,...their channels deeper wear My Mary, dear departed »hide ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groins...

...pressed, " The birds sang love on every spray, " Till soon, too aeon, the glowing wett " Proclaimed the speed of winged day. " Still o'er these scenes...stronger makes, " As streams their channels deeper wear. ' The same scene is again described by him in the beautiful song of Highland Mary, which I cannot resist...

...to be pressed ; The birds sung love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaimed the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my...broods, with miser care : Time but the impression deeper makes — As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy...

...wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too. too soon, the glowing west Proclaimed the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my...fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful...