The Bards of Bon-Accord, 1375-1860Edmond & Spark, 1887 - 673 páginas |
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Página 243 - And oft he traced the uplands, to survey, When o'er the sky advanced the kindling dawn, The crimson cloud, blue main, and mountain grey, •And lake, dim-gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the west the long long vale withdrawn, Where twilight loves to linger for a while ; And now he faintly kens the bounding fawn, And villager abroad at early toil. But lo ! the Sun appears ! and heaven, earth, ocean, smile.
Página 245 - IX. 0 how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.
Página 246 - Beattie, the most agreeable and amiable writer I ever met with; the only author I have seen whose critical and philosophical researches are diversified and embellished by a poetical imagination, that makes even the driest subject, and the leanest, a feast for an epicure in books.
Página 244 - Hung o'er the dark and melancholy deep, To haunted stream, remote from man, he hied, Where fays of yore their revels wont to keep ; And there let Fancy rove at large, till sleep A vision brought to his entranced sight.
Página 582 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar ; Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Página 243 - And sees, on high, amidst the' encircling groves, From cliff to cliff the foaming torrents shine : While waters, woods, and winds, in concert join, And Echo swells the chorus to the skies.
Página 477 - They speak o' wyles in woman's smiles, An" ruin in her e'e — I ken they bring a pang at whiles That's unco sair to dree ; But mind ye this, the half-ta'en kiss, The first fond fa'in' tear, Is, Heaven kens, fu' sweet amends An' tints o' heaven here. When twa leal hearts in fondness meet, Life's tempests howl in vain— The very tears o' love are sweet When paid with tears again.
Página 244 - With merriment, and song, and timbrels clear, A troop of dames from myrtle bowers advance ; The little warriors doff the targe and spear, And loud enlivening strains provoke the dance, They meet, they dart away, they wheel askance ; To right, to left, they thrid the flying maze ; Now bound aloft with vigorous spring, then glance Rapid along : with many-colour'd rays Of tapers, gems, and gold, the echoing forests blaze.
Página 76 - ROSSE (Alexander). — Mel Heliconium : or, Poeticall Honey, gathered out of the weeds of Parnassus.
Página 376 - Than a successive title, long and dark, Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's ark.