The works of professor Wilson, ed. by prof. Ferrier, 7 tomas1857 |
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... never be forgotten . In his heart Where fear sate thus , a cherished visitant , Was wanting yet the pure delight of love By sound diffused , or by the breathing air , Or by the silent looks of happy things , Or flowing from the ...
... never be forgotten . In his heart Where fear sate thus , a cherished visitant , Was wanting yet the pure delight of love By sound diffused , or by the breathing air , Or by the silent looks of happy things , Or flowing from the ...
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... never- theless , assuredly , though they knew it not , they were the happiest boys " the evening sun went down upon . ' True , " as Gilbert tells us , " I doubt not but the hard labour and sorrow of this period of his life was in a ...
... never- theless , assuredly , though they knew it not , they were the happiest boys " the evening sun went down upon . ' True , " as Gilbert tells us , " I doubt not but the hard labour and sorrow of this period of his life was in a ...
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... never in any one year exceeded his slender income . As I was intrusted with the keeping of the family accounts , it is not possible that there can be any fallacy in this statement , in my brother's favour . His temperance and frugality ...
... never in any one year exceeded his slender income . As I was intrusted with the keeping of the family accounts , it is not possible that there can be any fallacy in this statement , in my brother's favour . His temperance and frugality ...
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... never tempt th ' illicit rove , Though naething should divulge it . I waive the quantum of the sin , The hazard o ' concealing ; But oh ! it hardens a ' within , And petrifies the feeling ! " It was before any such petrifaction of ...
... never tempt th ' illicit rove , Though naething should divulge it . I waive the quantum of the sin , The hazard o ' concealing ; But oh ! it hardens a ' within , And petrifies the feeling ! " It was before any such petrifaction of ...
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... never can be blest ; Nae treasures , nor pleasures , Could make us happy lang ; The heart aye's the part aye That makes us right or wrang . ” Through all these Epistles we hear him exulting in the con- sciousness of his own genius , and ...
... never can be blest ; Nae treasures , nor pleasures , Could make us happy lang ; The heart aye's the part aye That makes us right or wrang . ” Through all these Epistles we hear him exulting in the con- sciousness of his own genius , and ...
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Allan Cunningham Ambleside Ancient Rome auld ballad bard beautiful believe better breast breath Burns's called character charm Christabel clouds Coleridge Colonsay dear death delight divine dream Dumfries earth Edinburgh Ellisland evil eyes face fancy father fear feel felt frae gauger genius George Thomson Grasmere hand happy head hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour human imagination inspired knew labour lady light living look Mauchline mind moral morning Mossgiel nature never noble o'er once passion perhaps pity poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor pride racter Robert Burns round Scotland Scots wha hae Scottish seems Shanter Shuffler sing Sitwell smile song soul spirit strong sweet tears tell tender thee things Thomson thou thought tion truth verse virtue voice walk whole wild William Burnes words youth
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322 psl. - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
321 psl. - The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.
109 psl. - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that — That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a' that, and a' that, It's coming yet, for a
127 psl. - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
323 psl. - And now the Storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. "'With sloping masts and dipping prow As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
326 psl. - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
322 psl. - The wedding-guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear ! And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
327 psl. - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on ; and so did I.
328 psl. - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
326 psl. - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail ! a sail...