...need ask no more " Than just a highland welcome. " " But pleasures," says the same delightful poet, " are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed." Accordingly, the sudden retire of the bright sun, aud re-commencement of the storm, warned me that...

...one after the other, a wave or a bubble ; each lasts its moment, then dies — passed off, forgot; " Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts forever," while the great stream of humanity rolls ever forward, from time to eternity : — not a...

...our sulky, sullen dame, Gatherin' her brows like gatherin' storm, Nursin' her wrath to keep it warm. Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a'...But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts for ever....

...who cannot perceive that, in all this, though there was no moral purpose, there is a moral effect. ' Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a" the ills o' life victorious.' What a lesson do these .words convey of charitable indulgence for the vicious habits of the principal...

...who cannot perceive that, in all this, though there was no moral purpose, there is a moral effect ' Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.' What a lesson do these words convey of charitable indulgence for the vicious habits of the principal...

...who cannot perceive that, in all this, though there was no moral purpose, there is a moral effect. ' Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.' What a lesson do these words convey of charitable indulgence for the vicious habits of the principal...

...reprobate and his cronies, set forth in two lines, the most vivid that revelry was ever told in ; — " Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a" the ills o' life victorious." The transition from the careless, riotous enjoyment at the warm ingleside, by a different strain, giving...

...hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure : Kings may be blest, but Tarn was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious....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...

...flew, that the young men of the Bounty seemed to imagine that the day of departure would never come : " But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts for ever ; Or like the Borealis race, That flit...

...come again that night. PLEASURES. Bur pleasures are like poppies spread; You seize the flower—its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-falls in the river—• A moment white—then lost forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like...