Chambers's geographical reader. Standard 1-7 |
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Strana 8
... Loch Lomond . T the present day , AT the people of Scot- land may be divid- ed into two great classes , the High- landers or Celts in the north and west , and the Lowland- ers , or people most- ly of the same race as the English , in ...
... Loch Lomond . T the present day , AT the people of Scot- land may be divid- ed into two great classes , the High- landers or Celts in the north and west , and the Lowland- ers , or people most- ly of the same race as the English , in ...
Strana 18
... Loch Linnhe ; and the Firth of Clyde , which is con- nected with two beautiful inlets Skerryvore Lighthouse . called Loch Fyne and Loch Long . Near the entrance to the Firth of Lorne stands Skerryvore Light- house , a noble monument to ...
... Loch Linnhe ; and the Firth of Clyde , which is con- nected with two beautiful inlets Skerryvore Lighthouse . called Loch Fyne and Loch Long . Near the entrance to the Firth of Lorne stands Skerryvore Light- house , a noble monument to ...
Strana 20
... Loch Stennis , on the margin of which are two curious circles of ' stand- ing - stones ' resembling those of Stonehenge in the south of England . 2. The Shetland Isles lie fifty miles north - east of the Orkneys . They are , for the ...
... Loch Stennis , on the margin of which are two curious circles of ' stand- ing - stones ' resembling those of Stonehenge in the south of England . 2. The Shetland Isles lie fifty miles north - east of the Orkneys . They are , for the ...
Strana 21
... Iona , or Icolmkill , is named after St Columba . Columba was a Christian missionary , who came over from Ireland in the sixth century , that he might convert. Fingal's Cave , Staffa . Loch Leven and Castle . THE ISLANDS . 21.
... Iona , or Icolmkill , is named after St Columba . Columba was a Christian missionary , who came over from Ireland in the sixth century , that he might convert. Fingal's Cave , Staffa . Loch Leven and Castle . THE ISLANDS . 21.
Strana 29
... Loch Katrine . THE THE Highlands are divided into two portions by a wonderful gorge called Glen More , or the Great Glen , which extends from Loch Linnhe on the south- west , to the Moray Firth on the north- east . It is shut in by ...
... Loch Katrine . THE THE Highlands are divided into two portions by a wonderful gorge called Glen More , or the Great Glen , which extends from Loch Linnhe on the south- west , to the Moray Firth on the north- east . It is shut in by ...
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Strana 55 - With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height Where the huge castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town!
Strana 90 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed. Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. — So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts, that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more.
Strana 104 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Strana 136 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Strana 104 - Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land ? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine ! Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod; They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God.
Strana 11 - This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,...
Strana 11 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Strana 128 - Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Strana 10 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Strana 62 - WHEN first, descending from the Moorlands, I saw the Stream of Yarrow glide Along a bare and open valley, The Ettrick Shepherd was my guide. When last along its banks I wandered, Through groves that had begun to shed Their golden leaves upon the pathways, My steps the Border-minstrel led. The Mighty Minstrel breathes no longer, Mid mouldering ruins low he lies ; And death upon the braes of Yarrow, Has closed the Shepherd-poet's eyes...