The Lands of ScottOsgood, 1871 - 508 páginas |
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... Soon afterward he made his first excursion to the Highlands . Dur- ing four years , 1789 to 1792 , he was studying for the bar , and with great ardor and perseverance , at the University of Edinburgh . Through all his boyhood and youth ...
... Soon afterward he made his first excursion to the Highlands . Dur- ing four years , 1789 to 1792 , he was studying for the bar , and with great ardor and perseverance , at the University of Edinburgh . Through all his boyhood and youth ...
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... soon he had any definite object before him in his re- searches seems very doubtful . " He was makin ' himsell a ' the time , " said Mr. Shortreed ; " but he didna ken maybe what he was about till years had passed . At first he thought o ...
... soon he had any definite object before him in his re- searches seems very doubtful . " He was makin ' himsell a ' the time , " said Mr. Shortreed ; " but he didna ken maybe what he was about till years had passed . At first he thought o ...
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... soon , during the early morning , hastened with the magic volume back to the lady who had sent for it . " The sun had brighten'd Cheviot gray , when Margaret , The sun had brighten'd the Carter's side ; And soon beneath the rising day ...
... soon , during the early morning , hastened with the magic volume back to the lady who had sent for it . " The sun had brighten'd Cheviot gray , when Margaret , The sun had brighten'd the Carter's side ; And soon beneath the rising day ...
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... soon found " the Mighty Book . " " Much he marvell'd a knight of pride , Like a book - bosom'd priest should ride : He thought not to search or stanch the wound , Until the secret he had found . " With difficulty he opened the book ...
... soon found " the Mighty Book . " " Much he marvell'd a knight of pride , Like a book - bosom'd priest should ride : He thought not to search or stanch the wound , Until the secret he had found . " With difficulty he opened the book ...
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... soon invested the castle . Then , - - " Rides forth the hoary Seneschal . " " In sign of truce , his better hand Display'd a peeled willow wand ; " and he demanded in the name of his Ladye , why they came thus . In reply to him , the ...
... soon invested the castle . Then , - - " Rides forth the hoary Seneschal . " " In sign of truce , his better hand Display'd a peeled willow wand ; " and he demanded in the name of his Ladye , why they came thus . In reply to him , the ...
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Página 297 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee...
Página 482 - CALL it not vain ¡—they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Página 49 - But Douglas round him drew his cloak, Folded his arms, and thus he spoke: "My manors, halls, and bowers shall still Be open, at my sovereign's will, To each one whom he lists, howe'er Unmeet to be the owner's peer. My castles are my king's alone, From turret to foundation-stone; The hand of Douglas is his own, And never shall in friendly grasp The hand of such as Marmion clasp.
Página 38 - With massive arches broad and round, That rose alternate, row and row, On ponderous columns, short and low, Built ere the art was known, By pointed aisle, and shafted stalk, The arcades of an alley'd walk To emulate in stone. On the deep walls the heathen Dane Had pourM his impious rage in vain ; And needful was such strength to these, Exposed to the tempestuous seas, Scourged by the winds...
Página 49 - Douglas' head! And first I tell thee, haughty peer, He who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate; And, Douglas, more I tell thee here, Even in thy pitch of pride, Here in thy hold, thy vassals near, — Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your hands upon your sword, — I tell thee thou'rt defied!
Página 114 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolonged and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Página 287 - Twixt resignation and content. Oft in my mind such thoughts awake, By lone St Mary's silent lake ; Thou know'st it well, — nor fen, nor sedge, Pollute the pure lake's crystal edge ; Abrupt and sheer, the mountains sink At once upon the level brink ; And just a trace of silver sand Marks where the water meets the land. * Far in the mirror, bright and blue, Each hill's huge outline you may view...
Página 10 - To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Página 297 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave, Then go— but go alone the while — Then view St. David's ruined pile ; And, home' returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Página 328 - Within that awful volume lies The mystery of mysteries! Happiest they of human race, To whom God has granted grace To read, to fear, to hope, to pray, To lift the latch, and force the way; And better had they ne'er been born, Who read, to doubt, or read to scorn.