The Genius, and Character of BurnsA. Hart, late Carey & Hart, 1854 - 222 Seiten |
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... delight ; and even after he had discovered his power to kindle the sparks of nature wherever they slumbered , the effect to be produced seldom seems to have been considered by him , assured that his poetry could not fail to produce the ...
... delight ; and even after he had discovered his power to kindle the sparks of nature wherever they slumbered , the effect to be produced seldom seems to have been considered by him , assured that his poetry could not fail to produce the ...
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... and ghastly shanks - forms which once seen Could never be forgotten . In his heart Where fear sate thus , a cherished visitant , Was wanting yet the pure delight of love By sound diffused , or by the breathing air , CHARACTER OF BURNS . 9.
... and ghastly shanks - forms which once seen Could never be forgotten . In his heart Where fear sate thus , a cherished visitant , Was wanting yet the pure delight of love By sound diffused , or by the breathing air , CHARACTER OF BURNS . 9.
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... delight to declare how beautiful was the Spring ! And was there in all those bright and bold blossoms a fallacious promise ? Certainly not of the fruits of genius ; for these far surpassed what the most hopeful could have predicted of ...
... delight to declare how beautiful was the Spring ! And was there in all those bright and bold blossoms a fallacious promise ? Certainly not of the fruits of genius ; for these far surpassed what the most hopeful could have predicted of ...
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... artless lays Of other times . " I saw thee seek the sounding shore , Delighted with the dashing roar ; Or when the north his fleecy store Drove through the sky , I saw grim nature's visage hoar Struck thy young eye 18 THE GENIUS AND.
... artless lays Of other times . " I saw thee seek the sounding shore , Delighted with the dashing roar ; Or when the north his fleecy store Drove through the sky , I saw grim nature's visage hoar Struck thy young eye 18 THE GENIUS AND.
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... delightful amenity , to cease for a while the endless series of anecdotes so admirably illustrative of the peculiarities of na- tions , orders , or individuals , and almost all of them created or vivified by his own genius , that the ...
... delightful amenity , to cease for a while the endless series of anecdotes so admirably illustrative of the peculiarities of na- tions , orders , or individuals , and almost all of them created or vivified by his own genius , that the ...
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50 Cents Anne Boleyn auld bard beautiful believe better bonnie Burns's called character charms Cottar's Saturday Night dear death delight Dumfries duty earth Edinburgh Ellisland Excise eyes fear feeling felt frae gauger genius George Thomson glorious hand happy hear heard heart heaven Hector Macneil hope hour human humble imagination inspired Jean Josiah Walker knew labor live look Lord Mauchline mind moral morning Mossgiel mourn muse nature never noble o'er passion pity pleasure poems poet poet's poetical poetry poor Price 50 Cents pride proud racter Robert Burns rustic Scotland Scots wha hae Scottish sentiments Shanter sing song soul spirit stanza story sugh sweet taste tears tells tender thee Thomson thou thought thro tion truth verse virtue volume walk Waverley Novels Whyles wife William Burnes words writes
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Seite 67 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Seite 124 - Then let us pray that come it may — As come it will for a...
Seite 144 - Let him follow me! By Oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! •Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe ! Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die...
Seite 34 - They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps ' Dundee's ' wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive *• Martyrs...
Seite 172 - 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!
Seite 189 - 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
Seite 16 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Seite 185 - ... 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.
Seite 33 - And, oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle.
Seite 128 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me !" LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.