The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir, Том 1William Blackwood, 1860 |
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... hear Moir himself as to those medical rides and walks thus writes he to Macnish Our business has ramified itself so much in all directions of the compass —save the north , where we are bounded by the sea— that on an average I have ...
... hear Moir himself as to those medical rides and walks thus writes he to Macnish Our business has ramified itself so much in all directions of the compass —save the north , where we are bounded by the sea— that on an average I have ...
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... hear . " So ready was Moir , in his generous nature , to turn literary civilities into personal friendship . " My lyric , ' Disenchantment , ' " says Delta , in a letter to myself , in 1850 , " has had the honour to be rendered into ...
... hear . " So ready was Moir , in his generous nature , to turn literary civilities into personal friendship . " My lyric , ' Disenchantment , ' " says Delta , in a letter to myself , in 1850 , " has had the honour to be rendered into ...
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... hears the roll Of ocean ' mid its islands chafing still ; As speaks the love - gift to the lonely heart Of her , whose hopes are buried in the grave Of him , whom tears , prayer , passion could not save , And Fate but link'd , that ...
... hears the roll Of ocean ' mid its islands chafing still ; As speaks the love - gift to the lonely heart Of her , whose hopes are buried in the grave Of him , whom tears , prayer , passion could not save , And Fate but link'd , that ...
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... hear thee speak , Till oh my heart is like to break , Casa Wappy ! VII . Methinks , thou smil'st before me now , With glance of stealth ; The hair thrown back from thy full brow In buoyant health : I see thine eyes ' deep violet light ...
... hear thee speak , Till oh my heart is like to break , Casa Wappy ! VII . Methinks , thou smil'st before me now , With glance of stealth ; The hair thrown back from thy full brow In buoyant health : I see thine eyes ' deep violet light ...
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... hears the sinless , May through you the sinful heed : Pray that , through the Mediator , All our faults may be forgiven ; Plead that ye be sent to greet us At the gates of Heaven ! March 1838 . CASA'S DIRGE . I. VAINLY for us the ...
... hears the sinless , May through you the sinful heed : Pray that , through the Mediator , All our faults may be forgiven ; Plead that ye be sent to greet us At the gates of Heaven ! March 1838 . CASA'S DIRGE . I. VAINLY for us the ...
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Страница 159 - AND is there care in heaven ? and is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is...
Страница 317 - Light down, light down, now, true Thomas, And lean your head upon my knee: Abide, and rest a little space, And I will show you ferlies three, " О see ye not yon narrow road, So thick beset with thorns and briers' That is the path of righteousness, Though after it but few inquires. "And see not ye that braid, braid road. That lies across that lily leven' That is the path of wickedness, Though some call it the road to heaven.
Страница 221 - Oh that I had wings like a dove ! for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Страница 146 - While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live? But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
Страница 145 - Is the child dead? And they said, He is dead. 20 Then David arose from the earth, and washed, and anointed himself, and changed his apparel, and came into the house of the Lord, and worshipped: then he came to his own house; and when he required, they set bread before him, and he did eat.
Страница 159 - Of men than beasts ; but oh ! the exceeding grace Of highest God ! that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace. That blessed angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe.
Страница 111 - Thou wert a vision of delight To bless us given ; Beauty embodied to our sight, A type of heaven ! So dear to us thou wert, thou art Even less thine own self, than a part Of mine and of thy mother's heart...
Страница 112 - Do what I may, go where I will, Thou meet'st my sight; There dost thou glide before me still — A form of light! I feel thy breath upon my cheek, I see thee smile, I hear thee speak, Till oh! my heart is like to break, Casa Wappy! Methinks thou smil'st before me now, With glance of stealth; The hair thrown back from thy full brow, In buoyant health : I see thine eyes' deep violet light, Thy dimpled cheek carnatiou'd bright, Thy clasping arms so round and white, Casa Wappy!
Страница 111 - To bless us given ; Beauty embodied to our sight — A type of Heaven : So dear to us thou wert, thou art Even less thine own self, than a part Of mine, and of thy Mother's heart, Casa Wappy ! Thy bright, brief day knew no decline...
Страница 318 - Ye'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie." 0 they rade on, and farther on, And they waded through rivers aboon the knee, And they saw neither sun nor moon, But they heard the roaring of the sea. It was mirk, mirk night, and there was nae stern light, And they waded through red blude to the knee, For a' the blude, that's shed on earth, Rins through the springs o