The Renfrewshire Magazine1847 |
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... remains of a once small fire , smoking . Grumble had no wife or family ; an old grey cat formed his sole companion , it being the least expensive of all animals to maintain . On the present occasion it sat on the hob - the hearth was ...
... remains of a once small fire , smoking . Grumble had no wife or family ; an old grey cat formed his sole companion , it being the least expensive of all animals to maintain . On the present occasion it sat on the hob - the hearth was ...
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... remains for ages together at a stand still , if he do not even retrograde . The natural resources furnished by the hand of Providence , for his benefit or enjoyment , man is plainly too apt to neglect and despise . How many a lesson ...
... remains for ages together at a stand still , if he do not even retrograde . The natural resources furnished by the hand of Providence , for his benefit or enjoyment , man is plainly too apt to neglect and despise . How many a lesson ...
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... remain a lasting memorial of his genius , and one of the finest sights in Edinburgh . It is accessible till within a few feet of the top , by a spiral stair , from whence the view is grand in the extreme . The spectator overlooks scenes ...
... remain a lasting memorial of his genius , and one of the finest sights in Edinburgh . It is accessible till within a few feet of the top , by a spiral stair , from whence the view is grand in the extreme . The spectator overlooks scenes ...
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... remain , the record of a nation's gratitude , for her mighty minstrel , and , as such , shall stimulate the career of her future sons of genius . THE TEMPLAR'S SWORD SONG . My sword ! my sword ! my glittering blade ! My glory and my ...
... remain , the record of a nation's gratitude , for her mighty minstrel , and , as such , shall stimulate the career of her future sons of genius . THE TEMPLAR'S SWORD SONG . My sword ! my sword ! my glittering blade ! My glory and my ...
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... remains , by a mysterious and retributive Providence , almost as entire , in the centre of Christian civilization , as does the singularly intimate association betwixt the name of that idol , Baal or Bel , and the modern name of the ...
... remains , by a mysterious and retributive Providence , almost as entire , in the centre of Christian civilization , as does the singularly intimate association betwixt the name of that idol , Baal or Bel , and the modern name of the ...
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Alexander Wilson appeared Archie Bard beauty bosom bright Buchanites Burns cæsura called character dark dear death discovery door dream earth father favour fear feelings felt flowers frae genius Glasgow Gleniffer braes Greenock hand happy hath heard heart heaven hero hexameter honour hope hour human Inchinnan Kilbarchan Kilmalcolm Kilmarnock Kitty labour Lacey lady land Lillie Lochwinnoch look Martin memory mind Miss moral morning mother Murphy nature never night o'er old arm-chair Oliver Paisley passed Peesweep poem poet poor present procrastination Renfrew Renfrewshire replied Robert Burns Robert Tannahill round scene Scotland Scottish smile Somerled song soon soul spirit Stanley Moor stone stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tion truth turn voice voyage wild William Motherwell wind wish young
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Страница 178 - Two sudden blows with a ragged stick And one with a heavy stone, One hurried gash with a hasty knife — And then the deed was done: There was nothing ly,ing at my foot, But lifeless flesh and bone!
Страница 199 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Страница 228 - Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Страница 253 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Страница 151 - The whole world was not half so wide To Alexander, when he cry'd Because he had but one to subdue, As was a paltry narrow tub to Diogenes ; who is not said (For aught that ever I could read) To whine, put finger i' th' eye, and sob, Because h
Страница 176 - Giant of air we bid thee hail! — How his gray skirts toss in the whirling gale; How his huge and writhing arms are bent To clasp the zone of the firmament, And fold at length, in their dark embrace, From mountain to mountain the visible space.
Страница 192 - Mine own death's in this clenched hand ! I know the noble trust ; These limbs must rot on yonder strand — these lips must lick its dust : But shall this dusky standard quail in the red slaughter day; Or shall this heart its purpose fail — this arm forget to slay? I trample down such idle doubt ; Harald's high blood hath sprung From sires whose hands in martial bout have ne'er belied their tongue ; Nor keener from their castle rock rush eagles on their prey, Than, panting for the battle-shock,...
Страница 151 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Страница 328 - O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; It hath the primal eldest curse upon't; A brother's murder! Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's...
Страница 179 - Well ! • — be the graceless lineaments confest ! I do enjoy this bounteous beauteous earth ; And dote upon a jest " Within the limits of becoming mirth...