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... Earth am Sleeping .. The Midnight Wind ...... 297 299 301 The Wooing Song of Jarl Egill Skallagrim ... Life . 302 306 The Water ! The Water . Jeannie Morrison . ROBERT GILFILLAN ..... The Happy Days o ' Youth .... Oh ! Why Left I my ...
... Earth am Sleeping .. The Midnight Wind ...... 297 299 301 The Wooing Song of Jarl Egill Skallagrim ... Life . 302 306 The Water ! The Water . Jeannie Morrison . ROBERT GILFILLAN ..... The Happy Days o ' Youth .... Oh ! Why Left I my ...
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... earth ! awakening nature hears The new - creating word , and starts to life , In every heightened form , from pain and death Forever free . The great eternal scheme , Involving all , and in a perfect whole Uniting , as the prospect ...
... earth ! awakening nature hears The new - creating word , and starts to life , In every heightened form , from pain and death Forever free . The great eternal scheme , Involving all , and in a perfect whole Uniting , as the prospect ...
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... earth this grateful change revolves , With transport touches all the springs of life . Nature , attend ! join , every living soul , Beneath the spacious temple of the sky , In adoration join ; and , ardent , raise One general song ! To ...
... earth this grateful change revolves , With transport touches all the springs of life . Nature , attend ! join , every living soul , Beneath the spacious temple of the sky , In adoration join ; and , ardent , raise One general song ! To ...
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... earth asleep Unconscious lies , effuse your mildest beams , Ye constellations , while your angels strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre . Great source of day ! best image here below . Of thy CREATOR , ever pouring wide , From ...
... earth asleep Unconscious lies , effuse your mildest beams , Ye constellations , while your angels strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre . Great source of day ! best image here below . Of thy CREATOR , ever pouring wide , From ...
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... in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute , may fancy paint no more , And , dead to joy , forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth , to distant barbarous climes , 8 THOMSON .
... in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute , may fancy paint no more , And , dead to joy , forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth , to distant barbarous climes , 8 THOMSON .
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ALEXANDER BETHUNE art thou bairns beams beauty beneath Blackwood's Magazine blessed bloom bonny bosom braes breast breath bright brow burn canna Casa Wappy cauld cheek child cloud Colonsay dark dear death deep desert dreams e'er earth fair Fairy-Queen farewell father Fingal flowers frae friends gentle glen grave green hame hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven HECTOR MACNEILL hills ilka Jarl Jeanie land life's light lonely look Lord maid mair maun MICHAEL BRUCE morning mother mountain mourn ne'er never night o'er Ossian pale poems poet poor proud ROBERT GILFILLAN ROBERT NICOLL ROBERT TANNAHILL round Roxburghshire Sabbath Scotland Scottish silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stream sweet tears thee thine Twas vale voice wandering wave weary weel weeping wild wind youth
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200 ページ - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light ; And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
202 ページ - No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ; When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
115 ページ - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
146 ページ - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
148 ページ - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
373 ページ - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
251 ページ - The Soldier's Dream OUR bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky; And thousands had sunk on the ground over-powered The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die.
207 ページ - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away ! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be ! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG.
262 ページ - ... FLOWING SEA" A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
7 ページ - Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to HIM; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon.