The Songs and Ballads of Cumberland: To which are Added Dialect and Other Poems ; with Biographical Sketches, Notes, and GlossarySidney Gilpin G. Routledge, 1866 - 560 страници |
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... Youth . Manhood . 169 · 173 . Old Age • 178 JOHN STAGG . Biographical Sketch . The honest Sailor's Song Old England for ever . The Bridewain A New Year's Epistle . Auld Lang Seyne Tom Knott Rosley Fair The Return . 181 . 187 . 189 . 192 ...
... Youth . Manhood . 169 · 173 . Old Age • 178 JOHN STAGG . Biographical Sketch . The honest Sailor's Song Old England for ever . The Bridewain A New Year's Epistle . Auld Lang Seyne Tom Knott Rosley Fair The Return . 181 . 187 . 189 . 192 ...
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... youth , Forgie an auld man's spleen , Wha ' midst your gayest scenes still mourns The days he ance has seen : When time has past , and seasons fled , Your hearts will feel like mine ; And aye the sang will maist delight That minds ye o ...
... youth , Forgie an auld man's spleen , Wha ' midst your gayest scenes still mourns The days he ance has seen : When time has past , and seasons fled , Your hearts will feel like mine ; And aye the sang will maist delight That minds ye o ...
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... youth , remember me ? O yes ! I cried ; no change of place , Nor favouring fortune's better day , Can e'er erase thy lovely face , Or wear thy heart - stamp'd form away . Though mountains rise , and oceans roar , They'll prove but ...
... youth , remember me ? O yes ! I cried ; no change of place , Nor favouring fortune's better day , Can e'er erase thy lovely face , Or wear thy heart - stamp'd form away . Though mountains rise , and oceans roar , They'll prove but ...
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... youth had different sight , And saw things in another fashion . Quo ' he , " Now Meg , it canna be But that ye think the carle handsome ; He's younger by a year than me , And goud has for a kingdom's ransom . Come , take advice , and be ...
... youth had different sight , And saw things in another fashion . Quo ' he , " Now Meg , it canna be But that ye think the carle handsome ; He's younger by a year than me , And goud has for a kingdom's ransom . Come , take advice , and be ...
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... Youth winna return , nor the strength o ' langsyne . When after our conquests , it joys me to mind How thy Janet caress'd thee and my Meg was kind ; They follow'd our fortunes , tho ' never so hard , And we car'd na for plunder wi ' sic ...
... Youth winna return , nor the strength o ' langsyne . When after our conquests , it joys me to mind How thy Janet caress'd thee and my Meg was kind ; They follow'd our fortunes , tho ' never so hard , And we car'd na for plunder wi ' sic ...
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Страница 449 - Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray: And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day . The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door!
Страница 448 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Страница 448 - Than years of toiling reason : Our minds shall drink at every pore The spirit of the season. Some silent laws our hearts will make, Which they shall long obey: We for the year to come may take Our temper from to-day. And from the blessed power that rolls About, below, above, We'll frame the measure of our souls : They shall be tuned to love. Then come, my Sister ! come, I pray, With speed put on your woodland dress ; And bring no book : for this one day We'll give to idleness.
Страница 451 - I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sat reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
Страница 459 - THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT. BY A FEMALE FRIEND. THE days are cold, the nights are long, The north-wind sings a doleful song ; Then hush again upon my breast ; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty Love ! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their mirth ; There's nothing stirring in the house Save one wee, hungry, nibbling mouse, Then why so busy thou ? Nay! start not at that sparkling light; 'Tis but the moon that shines so bright On the window-pane bedropped...
Страница 455 - No — man is dear to man ; the poorest poor Long for some moments in a weary life •' When they can know and feel that they have been, Themselves, the fathers and the dealers out Of some small blessings ; have been kind to such As needed kindness, for this single cause, That we have all of us one human heart.
Страница 477 - He has ta'en the table wi' his hand, He garr'd the red wine spring on hie — "Now Christ's curse on my head," he said, "But avenged of Lord Scroope I'll be!
Страница 481 - Then shoulder high with shout and cry We bore him down the ladder lang; At every stride Red Rowan made, I wot the Kinmont's aims played clang. 'O mony a time,
Страница 481 - We scarce had won the Staneshaw-bank, When a' the Carlisle bells were rung, And a thousand men on horse and foot Cam' wi' the keen Lord Scroope along. Buccleuch has turned to Eden Water, Even where it flowed frae bank to brim, And he has plunged in wi' a' his band, And safely swam them through the stream.
Страница 506 - The bridesmen flock'd round Lucy dead, And all the village w,ept. Confusion, shame, remorse, despair, At once his bosom swell : The damps of death bedew'd his brow, He shook, he groan'd, he fell. From the vain bride, ah, bride no more ! The varying crimson fled, "When, stretch'd before her rival's corse, She saw her husband dead.