The Poetical Works of the Ettrick Shepherd: Including the Queen's Wake, Pilgrims of the Sun, Mador of the Moor, Mountain Bard, Etc., Etc. With an Autobiography, and Illustrative Engravings, from Original Drawings, Том 2

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Blackie and son, 1840
 

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Страница 345 - See where the Lord Was laid," joyous arose; to die that day Was bliss. Long ere the dawn, by devious ways, O'er hills, through woods, o'er dreary wastes, they sought The upland...
Страница 136 - O'er a' the sons o' men ; But deadliest far the sacred flame Burns in a lonely glen ! There's beauty in the violet's vest — There's hinney in the haw — There's dew within the rose's breast, The sweetest o
Страница 192 - An' the Enzie-holm wi' its bonnie bowers. The day arrived, the evening came, The lady looked wi' wistful ee ; But, O, alas ! her noble Graeme Frae e'en to morn she didna see. An' she has sat her down an' grat ; The warld to her like a desert seemed; An' she wyted this, an' she wyted that, But o' the real cause never dreamed.
Страница 318 - And love is like the pang of death That splits the heart in twain. " If I had loved earthly thing, Of earthly blithesomeness, I might have been beloved again, And bathed in earthly bliss. "But I have loved ane freakish fay • Of frowardness and sin, With heavenly beauty on the face, And heart of stone within.
Страница 157 - Oh, on thy rapid prow to glide ! To sail the boundless skies with thee, And plough the twinkling stars aside, Like foam-bells on a tranquil sea ; To brush the embers from the sun, The icicles from off the pole, Then far to other systems run, Where other moons and planets roll...
Страница 157 - Bright herald of the eternal throne ! Whate'er portends thy front of fire, Thy streaming locks so lovely pale, — Or peace to man, or judgments dire, Stranger of heaven, I bid thee hail ! Where hast thou roamed these thousand years ? Why sought these polar paths again, From wilderness of glowing spheres...
Страница 21 - Cela, tell me this — Have they all fallen, ; And sinned like us ? And has a living God Bled in each one of all these peopled worlds ? Or only on yon dark and dismal spot Hath one Redeemer suffered for them all...
Страница 136 - Tis sweet to hear the blackbird's note Come pealing frae the tree ; To see the lambkin's lightsome race— The speckled kid in wanton chase— The young deer cower in lonely place, Deep in his flowery den ; But sweeter far the bonny face That smiles in yonder glen. O, had it no been for the blush Of maiden's virgin flame, Dear beauty never had been known, An' never had a name. But aye sin...
Страница 157 - That flashes! in celestial gale, Broad pennon of the King of Heaven! Art thou the flag of woe and death, From angel's ensign-staff unfurled ? Art thou the standard of his wrath Waved o'er a sordid sinful world?
Страница 31 - And superfices disencumbered, It boomed along, till by the gathering speed, Its furnaced mines and hills of walled sulphur Were blown into a flame. — When, meteor-like, Bursting away upon an arching track, Wide as the universe, again it scaled The dusky regions. Long the heavenly hosts Had deemed the globe extinct, nor thought of it, Save as an instance'of almighty power.

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