A tour in Tartan-land, by Cuthbert Bede1863 |
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Abbey Abbotsford admirably appear artist bagpipe Bailie Nicol Jarvie banks beautiful Ben Lomond Ben Venue bridge building Burns called Campbell Castle Cathedral Cave Chapel church clan Clyde coach Colquhoun Craig Royston Cross Dumbarton Edinburgh Ellen's Isle English erected feet fishwives Glasgow glen Greenock Hawthornden Highland Mary hills Hotel Inversnaid island Lady lake land landscape Loch Achray Loch Katrine Loch Lomond London look Lord lovely Macgregors Mary's Melrose Melrose Abbey memory miles monument mountain Mungo Necropolis Newhaven passed picture picturesque pillars piper poem poet poetical portion present Queen river road Rob Roy Rob Roy's Robert rock romantic Roslin Roslin Castle round ruins sail says scene scenery Scotch Scotland Scots Scottish seen shore side Sir Walter Scott sketch spot steamer stone stream Tarbet tomb tourists tower town trees Trosachs Venue walk woods words
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134 ページ - Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
378 ページ - LORD, I have loved the habitation of thy house, and the place where thine honour dwelleth.
203 ページ - And these grey rocks; that household lawn; Those trees, a veil just half withdrawn; This fall of water that doth make A murmur near the silent lake...
223 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.
247 ページ - THERE'S not a nook within this solemn Pass, But were an apt confessional for One Taught by his summer spent, his autumn gone, That Life is but a tale of morning grass Withered at eve.
210 ページ - Had you seen but these roads before they were made, You'd lift up your hands and bless Marshal Wade.
382 ページ - And glimmer'd all the dead men's mail. Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair— So still they blaze, when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St. Clair.
159 ページ - Moor'd in the rifted rock, Proof to the tempest's shock, Firmer he roots him the ruder it blow ; Menteith and Breadalbane, then, Echo his praise agen, " Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho ! ieroe...
59 ページ - Giles of Glasgow, but I owe an apology to the metropolitan pandemonium for the comparison. A very extensive inspection of the lowest districts of other places, both here and on the continent, never presented anything half so bad, either in intensity of pestilence, physical and moral, or in extent proportioned to the population.
280 ページ - WHOSE ADMIRABLE WRITINGS WERE THEN ALLOWED TO HAVE GIVEN MORE DELIGHT AND SUGGESTED BETTER FEELING TO A LARGER CLASS OF READERS IN EVERY RANK OF SOCIETY THAN THOSE OF ANY OTHER AUTHOR, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF SHAKESPEARE ALONE: AND WHICH WERE THEREFORE THOUGHT LIKELY TO BE REMEMBERED LONG AFTER THIS ACT OF GRATITUDE, ON THE PART OF THE FIRST GENERATION OF HIS ADMIRERS, SHOULD BE FORGOTTEN.