...pail, And a fingle fmall cottager,a neft like a dove's, The only one dwelling on earth that me loves. " She looks, and her heart is in heaven; but they fade, The mift and the river, the hill and the made; The ftream will not flow, and the hill will not rife, And...

...enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripp'd with her pail,...

...enchantment ; what ails her ? fhe fees A mountain afcending, a vifion of trees: Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapfide. Green paftures foe views in the midft of the dale, Down ivhich fhe fo often has tripp'd...

...enchantment! what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees! Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside! Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripp'd with her pail,...

...; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only Dwelling on earth that she loves. She looks, and her Heart is in heaven : but they fade, The mist and tha river, the hill and-the shade } The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise, And the colours...

...enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail...

...enchantment ; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapslde. Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with...

...enchantment; what ails her? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. Down which she so often has tripped with her pail; Green pastures she views in the midst of the cltile,...

...yells and rattling, into all the murmuring freshness of rural solitude. " Bright volume* of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheaptide." Such a wand waves with peculiar potency in this our good city of Edinburgh. How often,...

...enchantment ; what ails her? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Dovrn which she so often has tripped with her pail...