The works of Allen Ramsay. With life of the author by G. Chalmers; an essay on his genius and writings by lord Woodhouselee, and appendix, Zväzok 11851 |
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Strana 97 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the...
Strana 55 - The sun had long since, in the lap Of Thetis, taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn...
Strana 93 - I've heard my honest uncle aften say, That lads should a' for wives that's virtuous pray ; For the maist thrifty man could never get A well-stored room, unless his wife wad let : Wherefore nocht shall be wanting on my part, To gather wealth to raise my shepherd's heart : Whate'er he wins, I'll guide wi' canny care, And win the vogue at market, tron, or fair, For halesome, clean, cheap, and sufficient ware. A flock o' lambs, cheese, butter, and some woo, Shall first be said to pay the laird his due...
Strana 74 - compylit in Latin be a most lernit Clerk, in tyme of our Hairship and Opression, anno 1300, and translatit in 1524.
Strana 137 - Content is wealth, the riches of the mind; And happy he who can that treasure find. But the base miser starves amidst his store, Broods on his gold, and, griping still at more. Sits sadly pining, and believes he's poor.
Strana 93 - Nae mair of that ! — Dear Jenny, to be free, There's some men constanter in love than we. Nor is the ferly great, when nature kind Has blest them with solidity of mind ; They'll reason calmly, and with kindness smile, When our short passions wad our peace beguile.
Strana 79 - Greater works cannot well be without some inequalities and oversights, and they are in them pardonable: but a song loses all its lustre if it be not polished with the greatest accuracy. The smallest blemish in it, like a flaw in a jewel, takes off the whole value of it. A song is, as it were, a little image in enamel, that requires all the nice touches of the pencil, a gloss and a smoothness, with those delicate finishing strokes, which would be superfluous and thrown away upon larger figures, where...
Strana 99 - Dear Roger, when your jo puts on her gloom, Do ye sae too, and never fash your thumb : Seem to forsake her, soon she'll change her mood ; Gae woo anither, and she'll gang clean wood.
Strana 89 - La biscia or lascia il suo veleno, e corre Cupida al suo amatore : Van le tigri in amore : Ama il leon superbo : e tu sol, fiera Più che tutte le fere, Albergo gli dineghi nel tuo petto.
Strana 99 - She came wi' a right thieveless errand back ; Misca'd me first ; then bad me hound my dog To wear up three waff ewes stray'd on the bog. I leugh, and sae did she ; then wi...