The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and ModernJohn Ross Edinburgh Publishing Company, 1878 - 760 sider |
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Side 44
... thing right as it wes : And such things that are likand 2 Till mannes hearing are pleasand . Therefore I wald fain set my will , Giff my wit might suffice theretill , To put in writ a soothfast story , That it last aye forth in memory ...
... thing right as it wes : And such things that are likand 2 Till mannes hearing are pleasand . Therefore I wald fain set my will , Giff my wit might suffice theretill , To put in writ a soothfast story , That it last aye forth in memory ...
Side 46
... thing ; That happened them , as God forbid That died on rood for mankind heid ! That they win us openly , They shall of us have no mercy . And , since we know their felon will , Me thinks it should accord to skill , To set stoutness ...
... thing ; That happened them , as God forbid That died on rood for mankind heid ! That they win us openly , They shall of us have no mercy . And , since we know their felon will , Me thinks it should accord to skill , To set stoutness ...
Side 47
... thing , Sae that they dread nought their shooting , They wax sae hardy that them thought They should set all their faes at nought . The thick of the Battle . Where might men see ( a ) fell fight ; And men that worthy were and wight , 7 ...
... thing , Sae that they dread nought their shooting , They wax sae hardy that them thought They should set all their faes at nought . The thick of the Battle . Where might men see ( a ) fell fight ; And men that worthy were and wight , 7 ...
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... thing ; Gave as he wan like Alexander the king . In time of peace meek as a maid was he , When war approached , the right Hector was he . To Scottismen a great credence he gave , But knowing enemies , they could not him deceive . Thir ...
... thing ; Gave as he wan like Alexander the king . In time of peace meek as a maid was he , When war approached , the right Hector was he . To Scottismen a great credence he gave , But knowing enemies , they could not him deceive . Thir ...
Side 64
... thing . I will let be , 4 and speak of it na mare Little rehearse is owre meikle of care : And principally where redemption is nane It helps nought to tell their piteous mane.5 The deed thereof is yet in remembrance I will let slaik ...
... thing . I will let be , 4 and speak of it na mare Little rehearse is owre meikle of care : And principally where redemption is nane It helps nought to tell their piteous mane.5 The deed thereof is yet in remembrance I will let slaik ...
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Populære avsnitt
Side 455 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Side 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!
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 388 - The Evergreen. Being a Collection of Scots Poems, Wrote by the Ingenious before 1600.
Side 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.
Side 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...