Marburger Studien zur Englischen Philologie, Zväzok 6

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Strana 54 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an
Strana 38 - We twa hae paidl'd in the burn, Frae morning sun till dine; But seas between us braid hae roar'd Sin' auld lang syne. And there's a hand, my trusty fiere, And gie's a hand o' thine; And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught, For auld lang syne!
Strana 28 - The fates and characters of the rhyming tribe often employ my thoughts when I am disposed to be melancholy. There is not, among all the martyrologies that ever were penned, so rueful a narrative as the lives of the poets.
Strana 37 - Ye cliffs, the haunts of sailing yearns, Where Echo slumbers, Come join, ye Nature's sturdiest bairns, My wailing numbers. Mourn, ilka grove the cushat kens; Ye hazelly shaws and briery dens ; Ye burnies, wimplin down your glens, Wi' toddlin din, Or foaming, strang, wi' hasty stens, Frae lin to lin.
Strana 46 - One bar, indeed, his birth and education have opposed to his fame, — the language in which most of his poems are written. Even in Scotland, the provincial dialect which Ramsay and he have used is now read with a difficulty which greatly damps the pleasure of the reader...
Strana 50 - MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN. A DIRGE. j|HEN chill November's surly blast Made fields and forests bare, One evening, as I wandered forth Along the banks of Ayr, I spied a man, whose aged step Seemed weary, worn with care ; His face was furrowed o'er with years, And hoary was his hair. Young stranger, whither wanderest thou ? Began the reverend sage ; Does thirst of wealth thy step constrain, Or youthful pleasure's rage?
Strana 54 - Oh, may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ; Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-lov'd Isle. O Thou ! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Strana 40 - Where through the birks the birny rows, And the bee bums, and the ox lows, And saft winds rusle ; And shepherd lads on sunny knows Blaw the blythe fusle. It's true, we Norlans manna fa...
Strana 53 - That through my waters play, If, in their random, wanton spouts, They near the margin stray ; If, hapless chance ! they linger lang, I'm scorching up to shallow, They're left the whitening stanes amang, In gasping death to wallow. Last day I grat wi...
Strana 32 - Leeze me on Drink ! it gi'es us mair Than either School or College : It kindles Wit, it waukens Lair, It pangs us fou o

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