Caledonia described by Scott, Burns and Ramsay. With illustr. by J. Macwhirter |
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Side 19
... declare , To embers now the brands decayed , Where the night - watch their fires had made . They saw , slow rolling on the plain , Full many a baggage - cart and wain , And dire artillery's clumsy car , By sluggish oxen tugged 19.
... declare , To embers now the brands decayed , Where the night - watch their fires had made . They saw , slow rolling on the plain , Full many a baggage - cart and wain , And dire artillery's clumsy car , By sluggish oxen tugged 19.
Side 44
... fire . But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below , Where twined the path , in shadow hid , Round many a rocky pyramid , Shooting abruptly from the dell Its thunder - splintered pinnacle ; Round many an insulated ...
... fire . But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below , Where twined the path , in shadow hid , Round many a rocky pyramid , Shooting abruptly from the dell Its thunder - splintered pinnacle ; Round many an insulated ...
Side 57
... , Red hand in the foray , How sound is thy slumber ! Like the dew on the mountain , Like the foam on the river , Like the bubble on the fountain , Thou art gone , and for ever ! * Ben Ledi saw the Cross of Fire , It glanced 57.
... , Red hand in the foray , How sound is thy slumber ! Like the dew on the mountain , Like the foam on the river , Like the bubble on the fountain , Thou art gone , and for ever ! * Ben Ledi saw the Cross of Fire , It glanced 57.
Side 58
sir Walter Scott (bart.) Ben Ledi saw the Cross of Fire , It glanced like lightning up Strath Ire . O'er dale and hill the summons flew , Not rest nor pause young Angus knew ; The tear that gathered in his eye , He left the mountain ...
sir Walter Scott (bart.) Ben Ledi saw the Cross of Fire , It glanced like lightning up Strath Ire . O'er dale and hill the summons flew , Not rest nor pause young Angus knew ; The tear that gathered in his eye , He left the mountain ...
Side 72
... fire thy flagging zeal , - The Saxon cause rests on thy steel ; For thus spoke Fate by prophet bred Between the living and the dead ; ་ Who spills the foremost foeman's life , His party conquers in the strife . ' " " Then , by my word ...
... fire thy flagging zeal , - The Saxon cause rests on thy steel ; For thus spoke Fate by prophet bred Between the living and the dead ; ་ Who spills the foremost foeman's life , His party conquers in the strife . ' " " Then , by my word ...
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Afton amang auld Ballochmyle banks bard beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw blest blithe bloom body kiss bonny bosom braes BRAID HILLS breast breeze BRIG bright brow burn CALEDONIA Castle cliff Coolin crag dark dear dearie deep deer e'er fair Farewell Fate fear Fiery Cross Flow gently flowers frae gale glen green Halloween hear heart Heaven Highland hill Jenny Katrine Lady lake lass lassie Loch Loch Katrine Lochinvar lone Lord Marmion maun mony morn mountain Nae mair Nature's ne'er NEIDPATH CASTLE Netherby night o'er owre plaid plain pride roar rock Roderick round rove rude sang scarce scene Scotia's shore Smailholm Tower smile soul stream sugh summer sweet Syne tale Tantallon Castle thee thou toil tower TUNE unco wandering wave weary weel Whyles wild wind ye'll young Lochinvar
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Side 122 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days: There, ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere...
Side 31 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing, and chasing, on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? XIII.
Side 232 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Side 121 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Side 118 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an
Side 29 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Side 234 - O, wert thou in the cauld blast On yonder lea, on yonder lea, My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did Misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, "Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'.
Side 30 - Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all. Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Side 232 - A man's a man for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that — Though hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that ; For a* that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that; The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Side 205 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...