The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and ModernJohn Ross Edinburgh Publishing Company, 1878 - 760 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 45
... pain shall refused be Untill we've made our country free . " When the king had heard , so manfully They spake of fighting , and so hardily , In heart , great gladship ' gan he ta ; 4 And said : " Lordings , since ye will sa , Shape5 we ...
... pain shall refused be Untill we've made our country free . " When the king had heard , so manfully They spake of fighting , and so hardily , In heart , great gladship ' gan he ta ; 4 And said : " Lordings , since ye will sa , Shape5 we ...
الصفحة 53
... pain put for their sin . " The devil asked , " Why might not be All mankind delivered free Be themself , set God had not Them with his precious passion bought ? " Saint Serf said " They fell not in By their self into their sin . But by ...
... pain put for their sin . " The devil asked , " Why might not be All mankind delivered free Be themself , set God had not Them with his precious passion bought ? " Saint Serf said " They fell not in By their self into their sin . But by ...
الصفحة 58
... pains which I have bestowed upon it , without promise of reward from king or noble . I thought it a pity such good deeds should be smothered , and have done my best to relate them as they occurred , regarding neither friend nor foe . No ...
... pains which I have bestowed upon it , without promise of reward from king or noble . I thought it a pity such good deeds should be smothered , and have done my best to relate them as they occurred , regarding neither friend nor foe . No ...
الصفحة 61
... pain . Of that labour as than he was not slie , Happy he was , took fish abundantly . Or of the day ten hours o'er couth pass . Ridand there come , near by where Wal- lace was , The Lord Percy was captain then of Ayr ; Frae then he ...
... pain . Of that labour as than he was not slie , Happy he was , took fish abundantly . Or of the day ten hours o'er couth pass . Ridand there come , near by where Wal- lace was , The Lord Percy was captain then of Ayr ; Frae then he ...
الصفحة 63
... pain . But thou beware , thou tines of thy chaffre The sun by then was passed out of sight , The day o'er went , and ... pain wha shall thee now restrain ! Alas , thy help is falsely brought to ground , Thy ( best ) chieftain in braith ...
... pain . But thou beware , thou tines of thy chaffre The sun by then was passed out of sight , The day o'er went , and ... pain wha shall thee now restrain ! Alas , thy help is falsely brought to ground , Thy ( best ) chieftain in braith ...
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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...