One Hundred Modern Scottish Poets: With Biographical and Critical NoticesEdwards, 1884 |
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167 ページ - The Nightingale was not yet heard, for the Rose was not yet blown : but an almost identical Blackbird and Woodpecker helped to make up something of a North-country Spring. "The White Hand of Moses." Exodus iv. 6; where Moses draws forth his Hand — not, according to the Persians, "leprous as Snow" — but white, as our May-blossom in Spring perhaps.
74 ページ - To the muirland of mist where the martyrs lay ; Where Cameron's sword and his bible are seen, Engraved on the stone where the heather grows green. 'Twas a dream of those ages of darkness and blood, When the minister's home was the mountain and wood ; When in Wellwood's dark valley the standard of Zion, All bloody and torn 'mong the heather was lying.
79 ページ - THE SCOTTISH SACRAMENTAL SABBATH. The Sabbath morning gilds the eastern hills, The swains its sunny dawn wi' gladness greet ; Frae heath-clad hamlets, 'mang the muirland rills, The dewy mountains climb wi...
170 ページ - And shuddering from the future yet more dreary, Within its cold secure oblivion hides. One plunges from a bridge's parapet, As by some blind and sudden frenzy hurled; Another wades in slow with purpose set Until the waters are above him furled...
169 ページ - I gaze upon its spire ! Lifted mysterious through the twilight glooms, Dissolving in the sunset's golden fire, Or dim as slender incense morn by morn Ascending to the blue and open sky. For ever when my heart feels most forlorn It murmurs to me with a weary sigh, How sweet to enter in, to kneel and pray...
160 ページ - When he was ta'en it made sic' a hole in my heart that a' other sorrows gang lichtly through.
169 ページ - Dearest, though infinitely saddest too : For there my own Good Angel took my hand, And filled my soul with glory of her eyes, And led me through the love-lit Faerie Land Which joins our common world to Paradise. How soon, how soon, God called her from my side, Back to her own celestial sphere of day ! And ever since she ceased to be my Guide, I reel and stumble on life's solemn way ; Ah, ever since her eyes withdrew their...
164 ページ - Being several years younger than James, I cannot recollect much about him as a boy, but I remember we always thought him wonderfully clever, very nice-looking, and very gentle, grave, and kind. He was always most willing to attend to our whims, but my eldest sister was his especial favourite.
166 ページ - THE fire that filled my heart of old Gave lustre while it burned ; Now only ashes grey and cold Are in its silence urned. Ah ! better was the furious flame, The splendour with the smart : I never cared for the singer's fame, But, oh ! for the singer's heart Once more — • The burning fulgent heart ! II.