The Scottish Minstrel: The Songs of Scotland Subsequent to Burns, with Memoirs of the PoetsNimmo, 1882 - 507 pagina's |
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... light , The American flag , 481 · · EVAN M'COLL , 481 · The hills of the heather , 481 • • • ANDREW YOUNG , 482 · The happy land , 482 · Spring song , Summer song , The snow , HORATIUS BONAR , D.D. , 482 Rest , JAMES SMITH ,. The ...
... light , The American flag , 481 · · EVAN M'COLL , 481 · The hills of the heather , 481 • • • ANDREW YOUNG , 482 · The happy land , 482 · Spring song , Summer song , The snow , HORATIUS BONAR , D.D. , 482 Rest , JAMES SMITH ,. The ...
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... Light Horse , and afterwards physician in Savoy . She was born at Hull in 1742 , her father having then practised as ... lights fade away . Begin , ye tormentors , your threats are in vain , For the son of Alknomook will never com- plain ...
... Light Horse , and afterwards physician in Savoy . She was born at Hull in 1742 , her father having then practised as ... lights fade away . Begin , ye tormentors , your threats are in vain , For the son of Alknomook will never com- plain ...
Pagina 13
... light so fair , That it may ne'er decay ! DEAR TO MY HEART AS LIFE'S WARM STREAM . * DEAR to my heart as life's warm stream , Which animates this mortal clay ; For thee I court the waking dream , And deck with smiles the future day ...
... light so fair , That it may ne'er decay ! DEAR TO MY HEART AS LIFE'S WARM STREAM . * DEAR to my heart as life's warm stream , Which animates this mortal clay ; For thee I court the waking dream , And deck with smiles the future day ...
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... light ! For Jamie cam ' back , and your cheek it grew white ; White , white grew your cheek , but aye true unto me . Oh , Jeanie , I'm thankfu ' - I'm thankfu ' to dee ! " Is Jamie come here yet ? " and Jamie he saw ; " I've injured you ...
... light ! For Jamie cam ' back , and your cheek it grew white ; White , white grew your cheek , but aye true unto me . Oh , Jeanie , I'm thankfu ' - I'm thankfu ' to dee ! " Is Jamie come here yet ? " and Jamie he saw ; " I've injured you ...
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... light ; For gowd I wadna gi'e the sight ; I see him linking ower the height . Oh , weel's me on my ain man , etc. Rin , Jamie , bring the kebbuck ben , And fin ' aneath the speckled hen ; Meg , rise and sweep about the fire , Syne cry ...
... light ; For gowd I wadna gi'e the sight ; I see him linking ower the height . Oh , weel's me on my ain man , etc. Rin , Jamie , bring the kebbuck ben , And fin ' aneath the speckled hen ; Meg , rise and sweep about the fire , Syne cry ...
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Pagina 175 - O'er the deadly space between: "Hearts of oak!" our captains cried, when each gun From its adamantine lips Spread a death-shade round the ships, Like the hurricane eclipse Of the sun. Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back;— Their shots along the deep slowly boom:— Then ceased— and all is wail, As they strike the shatter'd sail; Or in conflagration pale, Light the gloom.
Pagina 2 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Pagina 82 - River where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Pagina 83 - While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Pagina 84 - Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done ; While our slumbrous spells assail ye, Dream not, with the rising sun, Bugles here shall sound reveille. Sleep ! the deer is in his den ; Sleep ! thy hounds are by thee lying ; Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveille.
Pagina 82 - I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Pagina 173 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow — When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Pagina 82 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Pagina 87 - Springlets in the dawn are steaming. Diamonds on the brake are gleaming: And foresters have busy been. To track the buck in thicket green; Now we come to chant our lay, 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Pagina 84 - The bride at the altar; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges: Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes.