Strathallan, Volume 1

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Sherwood, Neely, and Jones, 1816
 

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Página 347 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Página 347 - But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight without thee is sweet.
Página 148 - Wise men have said, are wearisome ; who reads Incessantly, and to his reading brings not A spirit and judgment equal or superior, (And what he brings what needs he elsewhere seek?) Uncertain and unsettled still remains, Deep versed in books, and shallow in himself, Crude or intoxicate, collecting toys And trifles for choice matters, worth a sponge ; As children gathering pebbles on the shore.
Página 475 - That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. — I'll not fight with thee. Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o
Página 148 - However, many books Wise men have said are wearisome; who reads Incessantly, and to his reading brings not A spirit and judgment equal or superior (And what he brings, what needs he elsewhere seek) Uncertain and unsettled still remains, Deep versed in books and shallow in himself, Crude or intoxicate, collecting toys, And trifles for choice matters, worth a sponge; As children gathering pebbles on the shore...
Página 469 - The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemploy'd.
Página 259 - Ev'n now my thoughts, relenting maid, Thy temple's pride design : Its southern site, its truth complete, Shall raise a wild enthusiast heat In all who view the shrine.
Página 194 - And shriek as he whirls her around. While they drink out of skulls newly torn from the grave. Dancing round them the spectres are seen : Their liquor is blood, and this horrible stave They howl : — " To the health of Alonzo the Brave, And his consort the Fair Imogine ! " The perusal of this story was ill calculated to dispel Antonia's melancholy.
Página 501 - I'll let you see My actions with your rules agree ; That I can vulgar forms despise, And have no secrets to disguise. I knew, by what you said and writ, How dangerous things were men of wit; You caution'd me against their charms, But never gave me equal arms ; Your lessons found the weakest part, Aim'd at the head...
Página 217 - Bend forward from your clouds," I said, "ghosts of my fathers! bend. Lay by the red terror of your course. Receive the falling chief; whether he comes from a distant land, or rises from the rolling sea. Let his robe of mist be near ; his spear that is formed of a cloud.

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