Memoirs and Resolutions of Adam Graeme of Mossgray: Including Some Chronicles of the Borough of Fendie, Band 1Colburn, 1852 |
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Seite 187 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Seite 186 - In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering, In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forbode not any severing of our loves!
Seite 153 - THE night is come, but not too soon ; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven, But the cold light of stars ; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars.
Seite 233 - This drooping gait, this altered size: But Spring-tide blossoms on thy lips, And tears take sunshine from thine eyes! Life is but thought: so think I will That Youth and I are house-mates still Dew-drops are the gems of morning, But the tears of mournful eve!
Seite 233 - I see these locks in silvery slips, This drooping gait, this altered size: But springtide blossoms on thy lips, And tears take sunshine from thine eyes! Life is but thought: so think I will That Youth and I are house-mates still.
Seite 70 - Love wont to gae! 1 leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa
Seite 34 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy; Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy, But he beholds the light, and whence it flows He sees it in his joy ; The youth, who daily further from the east Must travel, still is nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended ; At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.
Seite 3 - I was born ! These are wonderful words. This life, to which neither time nor eternity can bring diminution — this everlasting...
Seite 233 - And thou wert aye a masker bold! What strange disguise hast now put on, To make believe, that thou art gone?
Seite 183 - My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.