The poems of Robert Fergusson, with a life of theauthor, and remarks on his genius and writings, by J. Gray1821 |
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... stand ; The lowing oxen from the folds we hear ; flocks the hills appear . And snowy upon ALEXIS . How sweet the murmurs of the neighbouring rill ! Sweet are the slumbers which its floods distill , Through pebbly channels winding as ...
... stand ; The lowing oxen from the folds we hear ; flocks the hills appear . And snowy upon ALEXIS . How sweet the murmurs of the neighbouring rill ! Sweet are the slumbers which its floods distill , Through pebbly channels winding as ...
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... stand . Nor state nor grandeur can his pain allay ; Where shall he find a requiem to his woes ? Power cannot chase the frightful gloom away , Nor music lull him to a kind repose . Where is the king that conscience fears to chide ...
... stand . Nor state nor grandeur can his pain allay ; Where shall he find a requiem to his woes ? Power cannot chase the frightful gloom away , Nor music lull him to a kind repose . Where is the king that conscience fears to chide ...
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... stand In an artful canal at my door ; But a river , at nature's command , Meanders both limpid and pure . She's the goddess that darkens my bowers With tendrils of ivy and vine ; She tutors my shrubs and my flowers ; Her taste is the ...
... stand In an artful canal at my door ; But a river , at nature's command , Meanders both limpid and pure . She's the goddess that darkens my bowers With tendrils of ivy and vine ; She tutors my shrubs and my flowers ; Her taste is the ...
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... stands ; Thou canst enrobe me ' midst the great , With all the crimson pomp of state , Where luxury invites his guests To pall them with his lavish feasts . What cave so dark , what gloom so drear , 22 FERGUSSON'S POEMS .
... stands ; Thou canst enrobe me ' midst the great , With all the crimson pomp of state , Where luxury invites his guests To pall them with his lavish feasts . What cave so dark , what gloom so drear , 22 FERGUSSON'S POEMS .
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... stands Upon the sea - wash'd deck . With hopes inspir'd Of yet indulging in thy wish'd - for sweets , He smiles amidst the dangers that surround him ; Cheerful he steers to cold forbidden climes , Or to the torrid zone explores his way ...
... stands Upon the sea - wash'd deck . With hopes inspir'd Of yet indulging in thy wish'd - for sweets , He smiles amidst the dangers that surround him ; Cheerful he steers to cold forbidden climes , Or to the torrid zone explores his way ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
aften amang AMYNTAS Auld baith bard bauld beauty blaw blithe bonny Braid Claith braw breath breeze Browster Burns busk canna canty cauld cauler cheer chiel CORYDON cottar cou'd DAMON dimin dowie e'er Edina's Edinburgh fair fancy Fergusson fouk frae gang genius GEORDIE girn glowr green groves gude Gutcher hail hame hath hauds heart ilka lads loun maun mind mirth mony morn mourn Muse nae mair Naiads ne'er never night numbers o'er owre poet poortith Reekie ROBERT FERGUSSON round scene Scotland Scottish seenil shade Shellycoat shepherd shou'd sigh siller Simmer sing Skelpin smiles song sorrow spring strain streams swain sweet taste thee thole thou TIMANTHES tongue trow Twas unco voice wame weel ween weet Whase Whilk wing wirrikow woes wou'd
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Página 33 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Página xv - No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, ' No storied urn nor animated bust ;' This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust.
Página 114 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Página 79 - When you censure the age, Be cautious and sage, Lest the courtiers offended, should be ; If you mention vice or bribe, 'Tis so pat to all the tribe, Each cries — That was levelld at me.
Página 109 - HAPPY the man who, void of cares and strife, In silken or in leathern purse retains A Splendid Shilling.
Página 143 - Shall heeze her heart up wi' a silent joy, Fu' cadgie that her head was up, and saw Her ain spun cleedin on a darlin oy ; Careless tho' death shon'd mak the feast her foy.
Página 59 - O great god Pan, to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou that keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring ; Ever be thy honour spoke, From that place the Morn is broke To that place Day doth unyoke...
Página 143 - O mock na this, my friends ! but rather mourn, Ye in life's brawest spring wi' reason clear ; Wi' eild our idle fancies a' return, And dim our dolefu' days wi' bairnly fear ; The mind's ay cradled whan the grave is near.
Página 104 - Sends drift owr a' his bleak domain, And guides the weir. Auld Reikie ! thou'rt the canty hole, A bield for mony a caldrife soul, Wha snugly at thine ingle loll, Baith warm and couth ; While round they gar the bicker roll To weet their mouth. • When merry Yule-day comes, I trow You'll scantlins find a hungry mou ; Sma' are our cares, our stamacks fou O' gusty gear, And kickshaws, strangers to our view, Sin Fairn-year.
Página 128 - This is the name that doctors use Their patients noddles to confuse ; Wi' simples clad in terms abstruse, They labour still, In kittle words to gar you roose Their want o