The Genius and Character of Robert Burns: An Essay and Criticism on His Life and Writings, with Quotations from the Best PassagesW. Gowans, 1861 - 222 ページ |
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... verse by verse , carefully noticing the true tender or sublime from affectation or fustian ; and I am convinced I owe to this practice most of my critic - craft , such as it is . " So much for book - knowledge ; but what of the kind ...
... verse by verse , carefully noticing the true tender or sublime from affectation or fustian ; and I am convinced I owe to this practice most of my critic - craft , such as it is . " So much for book - knowledge ; but what of the kind ...
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... verses like printed ones , composed by men who had Greek and Latin ; but my girl sang a song which was said to be composed by a small country laird's son , on one of his father's maids with whom he was in love ; and I saw no reason why ...
... verses like printed ones , composed by men who had Greek and Latin ; but my girl sang a song which was said to be composed by a small country laird's son , on one of his father's maids with whom he was in love ; and I saw no reason why ...
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... verses so full of force and fire , that of themselves they privilege him to declare himself a Poet after Scotland's own heart . Not even in " The Vision " does he kindle into brighter transports , when foreseeing his fame , and ...
... verses so full of force and fire , that of themselves they privilege him to declare himself a Poet after Scotland's own heart . Not even in " The Vision " does he kindle into brighter transports , when foreseeing his fame , and ...
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... verse he had for years given vent to all his moods ; and his brother tells us that the LAMENT was composed " after the first distraction of his feelings had a little subsided . ” Had he lost her by death he would have been dumb , but ...
... verse he had for years given vent to all his moods ; and his brother tells us that the LAMENT was composed " after the first distraction of his feelings had a little subsided . ” Had he lost her by death he would have been dumb , but ...
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... verses , which are clear in our heart , but indistinct in our memory , and therefore we cannot adorn our pages with their beauty . The truth is , that Burns , though when his heart burned within him , one of the most eloquent of men ...
... verses , which are clear in our heart , but indistinct in our memory , and therefore we cannot adorn our pages with their beauty . The truth is , that Burns , though when his heart burned within him , one of the most eloquent of men ...
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auld bard Battle of Bannockburn beautiful believe better bless bonnie Burns's called character charms Cottar's Saturday Night dear death delight Dumfries duty earth Ebenezer Elliot Edinburgh Ellisland evil Excise eyes father fear feeling felt frae friendship gauger genius George Thomson glorious hand happy hear heard heart heaven Hector Macneil honor hope hour human humble imagination inspired Jean Josiah Walker knew labor lamented lassie live look Mauchline mind moral morning Mossgiel mourn muse nature never noble o'er passion perhaps pity pleasure poems poet poet's poetical poetry poor pounds pride proud Robert Burns rustic Ryedale says Scotland Scots wha hae Scottish sentiments Shanter sing song sorrow soul spirit stanza sugh sweet tears tells tender thee Thomson thou thought thro tion truth verse virtue walk Whyles wife William Burnes words
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55 ページ - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
15 ページ - mang the dewy weet, Wi' speckled breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth : Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form.
133 ページ - Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams; return Sicilian Muse, And call the Vales, and bid them hither cast Their Bells, and Flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use, Of shades and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart Star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
174 ページ - Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
37 ページ - Compared with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...
191 ページ - That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward-slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea stamp ; The man's the gowd for a
172 ページ - Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor Inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame, But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ; Know, prudent, cautious self-control Is wisdom's root.
187 ページ - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
113 ページ - I walk out, sit down now and then, look out for objects in nature around me that are in unison or harmony with the cogitations of my fancy, and workings of my bosom; humming every now and then the air, with the verses I have framed. When I feel my muse beginning to jade, I retire to the solitary fireside of my study, and there commit my effusions to paper; swinging at intervals on the hind legs of my elbow chair, by way of calling forth my own critical strictures, as my pen goes on. Seriously, this,...
35 ページ - Wallace's undaunted heart; Who dared to nobly stem tyrannic pride, Or nobly die, the second glorious part, (The patriot's God, peculiarly thou art, His friend, inspirer, guardian, and reward !) 0 never, never, Scotia's realm desert: But still the patriot, and the patriot bard, In bright succession raise, her ornament and guard !" We said there are few more perfect poems.