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 5
... mind of no vulgar cast . In her old age , she had been burdened with the duty of bringing up an orphan nephew , to which task , however , she applied with a zeal that went far beyond her humble means . the boy showed an aptitude for ...
... mind of no vulgar cast . In her old age , she had been burdened with the duty of bringing up an orphan nephew , to which task , however , she applied with a zeal that went far beyond her humble means . the boy showed an aptitude for ...
Strana 6
... mind , in fact , run- ning upon the last chapter she had heard read of the Scot- tish Chiefs . For several years this little family lived in humble peace and general affection , with hardly an incident to ruffle the habitual calm ...
... mind , in fact , run- ning upon the last chapter she had heard read of the Scot- tish Chiefs . For several years this little family lived in humble peace and general affection , with hardly an incident to ruffle the habitual calm ...
Strana 9
... mind to return to the quiet little Scottish burgh , where he had spent so many happy years , and where dwelt almost the only two indivi- duals of his race in whom he felt the slightest interest . The joy of the Geddesses , as may be ...
... mind to return to the quiet little Scottish burgh , where he had spent so many happy years , and where dwelt almost the only two indivi- duals of his race in whom he felt the slightest interest . The joy of the Geddesses , as may be ...
Strana 13
... minds , be it remarked , having been all alike made up upon the subject , without communication , for the last two miles of the road , though nobody likes to pronounce the exact words till a certain the hum of discussion . 1 66 trace of ...
... minds , be it remarked , having been all alike made up upon the subject , without communication , for the last two miles of the road , though nobody likes to pronounce the exact words till a certain the hum of discussion . 1 66 trace of ...
Strana 15
... mind ; soon be at Mrs Thomson's . " Sometimes , however , a traitor to the cause of turning remarks , as he contemplates the soaking of his clothes , " It would have been better , perhaps , if we had been all at church ; " a sentiment ...
... mind ; soon be at Mrs Thomson's . " Sometimes , however , a traitor to the cause of turning remarks , as he contemplates the soaking of his clothes , " It would have been better , perhaps , if we had been all at church ; " a sentiment ...
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acquaintance affection Aikin Alloway Kirk appear asked Balderstone become better Bluff Muttoneer brother Burns called character circumstances comfort course dangler daughter Derry dinner door Edinburgh evil eyes father favour feeling fortune gain gentleman give Glasgow happy heard heart honest honour hope hour house of Stuart human humble husband idea individual kind Kirkoswald lady least length less lived look manner married Martinmas Mauchline means mind mother nature neighbour Nelly neral never night object occasion once pair of top party perhaps person poet poor possessed racter recollect remark respectable scene scot and lot Scotland seemed Shanter Sir Ilay Campbell society spect spirit street subjunctive mood supposed sure Tarbolton thing thought tion top boots town umbrella unfortunate walk whole widow wife woman young youth
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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...