Spirit of Chambers's Journal: Original Tales, Essays and Sketches, Selected from that WorkW. &. R. Chambers, 1835 - 319 strán (strany) |
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Strana 6
... common question of " what news ? " by mentioning that Bonaparte had over- thrown the Russian army at the Borodino , poor Lizzie Geddes would have been apt to state that Robert Bruce had just made his escape from the English court , with ...
... common question of " what news ? " by mentioning that Bonaparte had over- thrown the Russian army at the Borodino , poor Lizzie Geddes would have been apt to state that Robert Bruce had just made his escape from the English court , with ...
Strana 33
... common report , and partly from the village pastor , who , being a worthy pious man , frequently visited Margaret , and used unwearied pains to conquer her indomitable pride . It was from him I heard that her son William's stay up the ...
... common report , and partly from the village pastor , who , being a worthy pious man , frequently visited Margaret , and used unwearied pains to conquer her indomitable pride . It was from him I heard that her son William's stay up the ...
Strana 42
... common enough expression , in explaining how a particular individual became bankrupt , to say " that he never rested till he built himself out of a house ; " in other words , he did not desist till he had spent all his means , exhausted ...
... common enough expression , in explaining how a particular individual became bankrupt , to say " that he never rested till he built himself out of a house ; " in other words , he did not desist till he had spent all his means , exhausted ...
Strana 63
... common agricultural village . It is situated upon a slope ascending from the margin of the Ayr , from which it is about two miles distant . One might at first suppose that a rustic population like that of Mauchline would form but a poor ...
... common agricultural village . It is situated upon a slope ascending from the margin of the Ayr , from which it is about two miles distant . One might at first suppose that a rustic population like that of Mauchline would form but a poor ...
Strana 64
... smart Gothic edifice ; but the rest of the scene is the same . The stranger still sees " the Cowgate , " through which Common Sense made his escape , at the appearance of a particular clergyman on 64 SPIRIT OF CHAMBERS'S JOURNAL .
... smart Gothic edifice ; but the rest of the scene is the same . The stranger still sees " the Cowgate , " through which Common Sense made his escape , at the appearance of a particular clergyman on 64 SPIRIT OF CHAMBERS'S JOURNAL .
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Strana 59 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Strana 59 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Strana 62 - Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget ! — Can I forget the hallow'd grove Where by the winding Ayr we met To live one day of parting love...
Strana 62 - I forget the hallowed grove where by the winding Ayr we met, to live one day of parting love! Eternity will not efface those records dear of transports past; thy image at our last embrace — ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, o'erhung with wild woods...
Strana 58 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Strana 62 - THOU lingering star, with less'ning ray 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 blissful rest! Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Strana 62 - Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary ! dear, departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest?
Strana 62 - O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene. The flowers 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...
Strana 61 - To Mary in Heaven. This celebrated poem was, it is on all hands admitted, composed by Burns in September, 1789, on the anniversary of the day on which he heard of the death of his early love, Mary Campbell; but Mr.
Strana 59 - The lovers stood on each side of a small purling brook; they laved their hands in its limpid stream, and, holding a bible between them, pronounced their vows to be faithful to each other. They parted — never to meet again...