The Emigrant: And Other PoemsRollo & Adam, 1861 - 236 páginas |
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... things , Which into close communion brings Our spirits with the unseen power , Which looks from every tree and flower . There was the bonnie bush of broom , Just opening into golden bloom , Beneath whose tassels many a day , I listened ...
... things , Which into close communion brings Our spirits with the unseen power , Which looks from every tree and flower . There was the bonnie bush of broom , Just opening into golden bloom , Beneath whose tassels many a day , I listened ...
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... things in memory set , Things we never can forget , Still I see the very spot , Close beside our lowly cot , Where my grandsire old and gray , Blessed be his memory , While upon his staff he bent , Thus he blest me ere I went . VI ...
... things in memory set , Things we never can forget , Still I see the very spot , Close beside our lowly cot , Where my grandsire old and gray , Blessed be his memory , While upon his staff he bent , Thus he blest me ere I went . VI ...
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... a long and weary day , Thus we journeyed on our way , Picked a path through swale and swamp , And at evening fixed our camp ; Where a lovely little spring , D Murmured like a living thing , And like charity I THE ARRIVAL . 333 IV.
... a long and weary day , Thus we journeyed on our way , Picked a path through swale and swamp , And at evening fixed our camp ; Where a lovely little spring , D Murmured like a living thing , And like charity I THE ARRIVAL . 333 IV.
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And Other Poems Alexander McLachlan. Murmured like a living thing , And like charity I ween , Tracking all its path with green ; Underneath a birchen tree , Down we sat right cheerfully ; Then of boughs a fire we made ; Gipsies in the ...
And Other Poems Alexander McLachlan. Murmured like a living thing , And like charity I ween , Tracking all its path with green ; Underneath a birchen tree , Down we sat right cheerfully ; Then of boughs a fire we made ; Gipsies in the ...
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... thing lay dead , With a deep gash in its head , And its face and nostrils o'er , Spattered with the reeking gore , There she lay , the lovely hind , She who could outstrip the wind , She the beauty of the wood , Slaughtered thus to be ...
... thing lay dead , With a deep gash in its head , And its face and nostrils o'er , Spattered with the reeking gore , There she lay , the lovely hind , She who could outstrip the wind , She the beauty of the wood , Slaughtered thus to be ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALEXANDER MCLACHLAN auld Granny Broun Ben Nevis Benlomond birds blue bonnie bosom braes canna Charloch Ban claut cloth dark dear dear Mary death deep doun Duke of Sutherland e'en e'er Eagle earth Essays face fair flowers frae gane Garibaldi Gipsy Gipsy King glory gowans grave gray green hail hame happy head hear heart heroes Highland hills HISTORY hoary hope John Tamson's Bairns kent knaves laid lake land live Lochaber lone look Lord LORD MACAULAY mair Mary White maun McLachlan MEMOIRS mighty MOTHERWELL mystery ne'er neath never o'er owre poor puir race round Scotland sigh sing smiles song sorrow soul stream sweet tears tell thee There's thine thing thocht thou toil Towser tree Twas vale vols volume wandering WAVERLEY NOVELS waves weary wild woods ye'll
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Página 97 - GOD. GOD of the great old solemn woods, God of the desert solitudes And trackless sea, God of the crowded city vast, God of the present and the past, Can man know Thee ? God of the blue sky overhead, Of the green earth on which we tread, Of time and space, God of the worlds which Time conceals, God of the worlds which Death reveals To all our race, From out Thy wrath the earthquakes leap And shake the world's foundation deep, Till Nature groans: In agony the mountains call, And ocean...
Página 13 - Land of mighty lake and forest ! Where the winter's locks are hoarest ; Where the summer's leaf is greenest ; And the winter's bite the keenest ; Where the autumn's leaf is...
Página 99 - And the daisies decked with pearls Richer than the proudest earls On their mantles wear. These Thy preachers of the wild-wood, Keep they not the heart of childhood Fresh within us still? Spite of all our life's sad story, There are gleams of Thee and glory In the daffodil. And old Nature's heart rejoices, And the rivers lift their voices, And the sounding sea, And the mountains old and hoary, With their diadems of glory, Shout, Lord, to Thee!
Página 120 - And churned hersel into silver white, Into bubbles green and gay, And rumbled round in her wild delight, 'Neath the rainbow's lovely ray ; And swirled, and sank, and rose to the brim. Like the snawdrift on the lee, And then in bells o' the rainbow's rim, She sang awa
Página 206 - And pious folks with their tracts, When our dens they enter in, They point to our shirtless backs, As the fruits of beer and gin.
Página 122 - Are but a phase of the soul's troubled dream. Mystery! mystery! All is a mystery! Heart-throbs of anguish and joy's gentle dew, Fall from a fountain Beyond the great mountain, Whose summits forever are lost in the blue. Mystery! mystery! All is a mystery! The sigh of the night winds, the song of the waves: The visions that borrow Their brightness from sorrow, The tales which flowers tell us, the voices of graves. Mystery! mystery! All is a mystery! Ah, there is nothing we wholly see through! We are...
Página 182 - Where'er we may wander, Whate'er be our lot, The heart's first affections Still cling to the spot Where first a fond mother With rapture has prest, Or sung us to slumber, In peace on her breast. Where love first allured us, And fondly we hung On the magical music Which fell from her tongue ! Tho' wise ones may tell us 'Twas foolish and vain, Yet, when shall we drink of Such glory again ? Where hope first beguiled us, And spells o'er us cast, And told us her visions Of beauty would last; That earth...
Página 132 - Puir auld John Tamson's bairns. There's ne'er been country yet nor kin But has some weary flaw, And he's the likest God aboon Who loves them ane and a'; And after a...