A History of the Celebration of Robert Burns' 110th Natal Day, at the Metropolitan Hotel, New YorkJ. H. Lyon, 1869 - 99 sider |
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... turns back to the melodies of early days . The cottage where he was born , the farm at Mossgiel , where his ploughshare turned up the mountain daisy ; the kirk of Alloway , which his fancy filled with haunting spirits ; the Brig o ...
... turns back to the melodies of early days . The cottage where he was born , the farm at Mossgiel , where his ploughshare turned up the mountain daisy ; the kirk of Alloway , which his fancy filled with haunting spirits ; the Brig o ...
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... turn toward it as its succor and support . Queenly crowns may be laid aside , the tiara of fashion may sparkle and change from epoch to epoch , but the names of Wife and Mother will be as fresh , as tender , as revered , in the world's ...
... turn toward it as its succor and support . Queenly crowns may be laid aside , the tiara of fashion may sparkle and change from epoch to epoch , but the names of Wife and Mother will be as fresh , as tender , as revered , in the world's ...
Side 47
... turn your eyes whither I now point my finger , to yonder wall . Is it not easy to dream , that from out that frame look down on us the living , beaming eyes of Burns ? The painter's and engraver's arts have done all they can , to give ...
... turn your eyes whither I now point my finger , to yonder wall . Is it not easy to dream , that from out that frame look down on us the living , beaming eyes of Burns ? The painter's and engraver's arts have done all they can , to give ...
Side 53
... turns pale at the roar of its waves . And thus may it be with one of Burn's noble sentiments or great thoughts , born ... turn pale at the musical roar of its healing waters ( applause ) . The mission of serving mankind , however , is ...
... turns pale at the roar of its waves . And thus may it be with one of Burn's noble sentiments or great thoughts , born ... turn pale at the musical roar of its healing waters ( applause ) . The mission of serving mankind , however , is ...
Side 54
... turn first to Scotland , and I am proud to boast , I never fail to find it there ( applause ) . In the roseate realms of romance I have pointed to the " Wizard of the North's " magical wand ( applause ) ; in juris- prudence to ...
... turn first to Scotland , and I am proud to boast , I never fail to find it there ( applause ) . In the roseate realms of romance I have pointed to the " Wizard of the North's " magical wand ( applause ) ; in juris- prudence to ...
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Applause auld Auld Lang Syne Bannockburn banquet bard beauty blest blood born bosom brilliant Britannia boasts Bryant Caledonian conviviality character cheerful clannishness Cotter's Court of Sessions daisy DAVID DUDLEY FIELD dear divine drink eloquent fair fame feel FIELD fire Fitz Greene Halleck flower genius glory grand hand harp Heaven heroic HOCK WINES honor Hornbook immortal inspired Isle JUDGE WHITING jurist Ladies and Gentlemen land look Lord manor born memory of Burns muse native never night noble nobler o'er o'Shanter occasion patriotism poem poet poetic poetry present President race Robert Burns sacred satire Sauterne Scot Scotch conviviality Scotch whisky Scotchman Scotia Scotland Scottish sentiment song soul speak spirit sweet sympathy Tam o'Shanter ten minute rule thee thou tion to-night toast tribute true union verse Verzenay virtue Wallace whisky William Cullen Bryant woman words
Populære avsnitt
Side 52 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee : for whither thou goest, I will go ; and where thou lodgest I will lodge : thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: " Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Side 50 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Side 25 - The blades of heroes fence it round, Where'er it springs is holy ground ; From tower and dome its glories spread ; It waves where lonely sentries tread ; It makes the land as ocean free, And plants an empire on the sea ! Then hail the banner of the free, The starry Flower of Liberty ! Thy sacred leaves, fair Freedom's flower. Shall ever float on dome and tower, To all their heavenly colors true, In blackening frost or crimson dew, — And God love us as we love thee, Thrice holy Flower of Liberty...
Side 61 - For of the most High cometh healing, and he shall receive honour of the king. The skill of the physician shall lift up his head : and in the sight of great men he shall be in admiration.
Side 15 - Logan's banks and braes. And when he breathes his master-lay Of Alloway's witch-haunted wall, All passions in our frames of clay Come thronging at his call. Imagination's world of air, And our own world, its gloom and glee,— Wit, pathos, poetry, are there, And death's sublimity. And...
Side 22 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Side 61 - Then give place to the physician, for the Lord hath created him: let him not go from thee, for thou hast need of him.
Side 40 - Auld Nature swears the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O; Her 'prentice han' she tried on man, An
Side 15 - Strong sense, deep feeling, passions strong, A hate of tyrant and of knave, A love of right, a scorn of wrong, Of coward and of slave; A kind, true heart, a spirit high, That could not fear and would not bow. Were written in his manly eye And on his manly brow.
Side 79 - Praise to the man ! a nation stood Beside his coffin with wet eyes, Her brave, her beautiful, her good, As when a loved one dies. And still, as on his funeral day, Men stand his cold earth-couch around, With the mute homage that we pay To consecrated ground.