Poems on Various Subjects, Zväzok 63author, 1803 - 441 strán (strany) |
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... , by every sympathy allied ... .334 In vain my eyelids seek repose .. .273 Muse , that lov'st the lonely mountain . .294 Now , hark ! what loud tumultuous joys resound ... 45 Now Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain ...... 57.
... , by every sympathy allied ... .334 In vain my eyelids seek repose .. .273 Muse , that lov'st the lonely mountain . .294 Now , hark ! what loud tumultuous joys resound ... 45 Now Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain ...... 57.
Strana 10
Anne MacVicar Grant. Now Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain ...... 57 Now , when the thunder of dread war is o'er ..... 219 Oh ! soft and sweet the evening sun .. Oh ! lay me by yon peaceful stream Oh ! where , tell me where , is ...
Anne MacVicar Grant. Now Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain ...... 57 Now , when the thunder of dread war is o'er ..... 219 Oh ! soft and sweet the evening sun .. Oh ! lay me by yon peaceful stream Oh ! where , tell me where , is ...
Strana 32
... plain : The many - colour'd herd , his wealth and pride , Like deer , through wastes extended , wand'ring wide ; And sportive goats , a bold aspiring flock , High on the ridge of yon aerial rock ; More self - importance to his mind ...
... plain : The many - colour'd herd , his wealth and pride , Like deer , through wastes extended , wand'ring wide ; And sportive goats , a bold aspiring flock , High on the ridge of yon aerial rock ; More self - importance to his mind ...
Strana 38
... plain : By turns in wonder wrapt , or chill'd with fear , Or sunk in woe , th ' attentive audience hear ; And each impression which their words impart , Sinks with deep interest on the artless heart : Not all the magic cunning of the ...
... plain : By turns in wonder wrapt , or chill'd with fear , Or sunk in woe , th ' attentive audience hear ; And each impression which their words impart , Sinks with deep interest on the artless heart : Not all the magic cunning of the ...
Strana 43
... plain , Or sunk beneath th ' unfathomable main ; In vain her eyes the wat'ry waste explore , For heroes - fated to return no more ! Let others bless the morning's red'ning beam , Foe to her peace - it breaks th ' illusive dream That ...
... plain , Or sunk beneath th ' unfathomable main ; In vain her eyes the wat'ry waste explore , For heroes - fated to return no more ! Let others bless the morning's red'ning beam , Foe to her peace - it breaks th ' illusive dream That ...
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artless bard beams beauty blast blest bloom bosom breast breath bright brow charms cheer Chief CLAN cries crown'd dark dear death deck deck'd disarming act drest eyes fair faithful fancy FARQUHAR fatal fate Fingalian FLORA FLORA MACDONALD foes Fort Augustus Gaelic Genius gentle Glendoe Glenmoriston gloom glow grace Grampian mountains grove haunts heart Highland Laddie Highlanders humble isle kind KINGSBURGH lady light Loch Laggan lofty lonely lov'd lyre maid mind MOOME mountains mournful Muse native Nature's nymph o'er OSSIAN peace pensive plain pleas'd pleasure poem pow'r PRINCE race RALPH ABERCROMBY rocks round sacred scene shades shine shore skies smile soft song soothe sorrow soul South Uist spread storm strain strath stream swains sweet tears tender thee thou thro toils tow'rs trace truth Twas vale virtues wandering weary wild wind wont youth
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Strana 55 - And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not astound The virtuous mind, that ever walks attended By a strong siding champion, Conscience.
Strana 259 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse, So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destin'd Urn, And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud.
Strana 405 - O WHERE, tell me where, is your Highland laddie gone? O where, tell me where, is your Highland laddie gone...
Strana 29 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Strana 407 - A bonnet, with a lofty plume! the gallant badge of War; And a plaid across the manly breast that yet shall wear a Star! Suppose, ah'! suppose that some cruel, cruel, wound Should pierce your Highland Laddie; and all your hopes confound!
Strana 276 - O fountain Arethuse, and thou honoured flood, Smooth-sliding Mincius, crowned with vocal reeds, That strain I heard was of a higher mood ! But now my oat proceeds, And listens to the Herald of the Sea That came in Neptune's plea.
Strana 406 - O what, tell me what, does your Highland laddie wear ? O what, tell me what, does your Highland laddie wear ? " " A bonnet with a lofty plume, the gallant badge of war; And a plaid across the manly breast, that yet shall wear a star.
Strana 40 - WHERE yonder ridgy mountains bound the scene, The narrow opening glens that intervene Still shelter, in some lowly nook obscure One poorer than the rest — where all are poor ; Some widowed matron, hopeless of relief, Who to her secret breast confines her grief; Dejected sighs the wintry night away, And lonely muses all the summer day : Her gallant sons, who, smit with honour's charms, Pursued the phantom Fame through war's alarms, Return no more; stretched on...
Strana 234 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices...
Strana 407 - But I will hope to see him yet, in Scotland's bonny bounds; But I will hope to see him yet, in Scotland's bonny bounds. His native land of liberty shall nurse his glorious wounds, While wide, through all our Highland hills, his warlike name resounds.