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Allan Ramsay Allan Ramsay's Scotch America ancient Anglo-Saxon applied Arthur Ballad beautiful become better blow bonnie Border Burns called Chaucer child comes common corruption Death derived Dictionary drink England English expression fair fire formerly French German give Glossary green grow hand head heart Henry Idem John keep King lady land language less light literature live look Lord lost meaning Minstrelsy Nares never night North Northern obsolete occurs original passage past person phrase Piers Ploughman poem poet poor present preterite Queene quoted by Halliwell Ramsay's Scotch Proverbs Robert Romance root round says Scotland Scottish sense Shakspeare signifies song speaks Spenser strong sweet synonyme Tale thee thing thou tongue Translation tree true turn verb whence wife wind wise woman wood word writers young
Seite 37 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Seite 179 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Seite 181 - King ! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us ! God save the King!
Seite 26 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
Seite 49 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Seite 81 - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd 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. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.
Seite 109 - I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.
Seite 262 - the Deep Voice cried ; ' So long enjoy'd, so oft misused, Alternate, in thy fickle pride, Desired, neglected, and accused ? ' Before my breath, like blazing flax, Man and his marvels pass away, And changing empires wane and wax, Are founded, flourish, and decay. ' Redeem mine hours — the space is brief — While in my glass the sand-grains shiver, And measureless thy joy or grief, When TIME and thou shall part for ever...