The Poetical Works of Robert Anderson: Author of "Cumberland Ballads", &c, Том 2B. Scott, 1820 - 278 страници |
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... Heav'n , imploring rest , Adown their well - known course fall the big tears ? She weeps not at her growing poverty , Nor envies e'er the splendour of the world ; Vol . II . B But , mourning , sighs for long departed joys : The Widow.
... Heav'n , imploring rest , Adown their well - known course fall the big tears ? She weeps not at her growing poverty , Nor envies e'er the splendour of the world ; Vol . II . B But , mourning , sighs for long departed joys : The Widow.
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... rest thee here ! And oft I think of that sad hour , When she was to the dust consign'd ; Soon eager beat my guileless heart To seek the world , to know mankind : The world I saw , mankind I loved , And heedless sail'd down pleasure's ...
... rest thee here ! And oft I think of that sad hour , When she was to the dust consign'd ; Soon eager beat my guileless heart To seek the world , to know mankind : The world I saw , mankind I loved , And heedless sail'd down pleasure's ...
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... rest my wearied head , For I'm a joyless pilgrim here , And none would seek my narrow bed . Reflection wounds me in the past ; To - morrow brings not hope to me ; O , sainted form ! O , parent blest ! Would I had bow'd to earth with ...
... rest my wearied head , For I'm a joyless pilgrim here , And none would seek my narrow bed . Reflection wounds me in the past ; To - morrow brings not hope to me ; O , sainted form ! O , parent blest ! Would I had bow'd to earth with ...
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... for ever dwell . Now while thy wearied limbs at rest are laid , In some sequester'd bow'r free from all noise ; Save melodies from many a woodland choir , Or Eden murmʼring o'er his rocky bed : Bethink thee 10 MISCELLANIES . A Reflection.
... for ever dwell . Now while thy wearied limbs at rest are laid , In some sequester'd bow'r free from all noise ; Save melodies from many a woodland choir , Or Eden murmʼring o'er his rocky bed : Bethink thee 10 MISCELLANIES . A Reflection.
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... rest , The traveller forgot his toil ; his charge The centinel ; her death - devoted babe , The mother's painless breast . Had ceas'd his troublous bay . The village dog Each busy tumult Was hush'd at this dead hour ; and darkness slept ...
... rest , The traveller forgot his toil ; his charge The centinel ; her death - devoted babe , The mother's painless breast . Had ceas'd his troublous bay . The village dog Each busy tumult Was hush'd at this dead hour ; and darkness slept ...
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Страница 177 - Fairer than any flow'r that blows, Was Lucy Gray, of Allendale. Pensive at eve, down by the burn, Where oft the maid they us'd to hail, The shepherds now are heard to mourn, For Lucy Gray, of Allendale. With her to join the sportive dance, Far have I stray'd o'er hill and vale, Then pleas'd, each rustic stole a glance At Lucy Gray, of Allendale.
Страница 121 - I's be maister mysel j' Sae we buss'd, and I tuik a last luik at the fell. ' On I whussel'd and wonder'd — my bundle I flung Owre my shou'der, when Cwoley he efter me sprung, And howl'd, silly fellow ! and fawn'd at my fit, As if to say, Watty, we. munnet part yet! • • Vol. II. R At Card I stuid wi' a strae i' my mouth, And they tuik me, nae doubt, for a promisin youth.
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