The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and ModernJohn Ross Edinburgh Publishing Company, 1878 - 760 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 46
... nane , Than in their hands to be tane : For they should slay us , I wate weel , Right as they did my brother Neil . But when I mene of your stoutness , And of the many great prowess , That ye have done so worthily : I trust and trow ...
... nane , Than in their hands to be tane : For they should slay us , I wate weel , Right as they did my brother Neil . But when I mene of your stoutness , And of the many great prowess , That ye have done so worthily : I trust and trow ...
الصفحة 47
... nane That assembled , shot to ma.5 When Scottis archers saw , that , they sae Were rebutted , they wax hardy And with all their might shot eagerly Among the horsemen , that there raid ; And woundis wide to them they made ; And slew of ...
... nane That assembled , shot to ma.5 When Scottis archers saw , that , they sae Were rebutted , they wax hardy And with all their might shot eagerly Among the horsemen , that there raid ; And woundis wide to them they made ; And slew of ...
الصفحة 48
... nane . A Lord ! who then good tent 5 had tane Till the good Earl of Murray , And his , that so great routs gae , And fought so fast in that battle Tholing 7 sic paines and travail That they and theirs made sic debate , 8 That where they ...
... nane . A Lord ! who then good tent 5 had tane Till the good Earl of Murray , And his , that so great routs gae , And fought so fast in that battle Tholing 7 sic paines and travail That they and theirs made sic debate , 8 That where they ...
الصفحة 51
... nane bere the blame Of my defawte , this is my name Be baptisme , Androwe of Wyntowne , Of Sanct Androwys a chanowne Regulare , bot nocht forthi Of thaim all , the lest worthy ; Bot of thair grace and thair favoure I wes , but merit ...
... nane bere the blame Of my defawte , this is my name Be baptisme , Androwe of Wyntowne , Of Sanct Androwys a chanowne Regulare , bot nocht forthi Of thaim all , the lest worthy ; Bot of thair grace and thair favoure I wes , but merit ...
الصفحة 55
... nane perceived her woman , But all time kythyd 5 her as man , And called herself John Magwytyne , Yea , wit ye well , a shrew fine . Syne again frae Greece to Rome , As a solemn clerk she come , And had of clergy sic renown , That by ...
... nane perceived her woman , But all time kythyd 5 her as man , And called herself John Magwytyne , Yea , wit ye well , a shrew fine . Syne again frae Greece to Rome , As a solemn clerk she come , And had of clergy sic renown , That by ...
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الصفحة 455 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
الصفحة 729 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
الصفحة 696 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest, Where man, creation's tyrant, casts aside His sword and sceptre, pageantry and pride, While, in his softened looks, benignly blend The sire, the son, the husband, brother, friend.
الصفحة 541 - Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war ! Checked by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown ! ii.
الصفحة 455 - Ye woodlands all, awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves ! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds, sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night His praise.
الصفحة 455 - As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre.
الصفحة 459 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found.
الصفحة 388 - The Evergreen. Being a Collection of Scots Poems, Wrote by the Ingenious before 1600.
الصفحة 455 - With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year ; And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in autumn unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives.
الصفحة 455 - Th' impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound...