Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of songs and other poetical pieces, with notes, and a short essay on the poets of Renfrewshire [by W. Motherwell. Re-issue of the harp of Renfrewshire, with cancel title-leaf].1821 |
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Halaman vi
... genius and poesy , which their predecessors in the same beaten highway have previously culled . They conceive that a good song , like a good story , may be twice told , without deterioration in any degree from its interestingness and ...
... genius and poesy , which their predecessors in the same beaten highway have previously culled . They conceive that a good song , like a good story , may be twice told , without deterioration in any degree from its interestingness and ...
Halaman xiii
... genius . But especially those which originate from differ- ence in religious sentiments , and the clashing of opposite creeds , are more than ordinarily destructive of all its finer sensibilities and more delicate tints . Poetry is not ...
... genius . But especially those which originate from differ- ence in religious sentiments , and the clashing of opposite creeds , are more than ordinarily destructive of all its finer sensibilities and more delicate tints . Poetry is not ...
Halaman xvi
... genius by a Flyting with a brother Maker . Flyting , a species of com- position which appears to have been a source of much pleasure to many of our elder poets , at least one in which they often in- dulged , was the popular name for a ...
... genius by a Flyting with a brother Maker . Flyting , a species of com- position which appears to have been a source of much pleasure to many of our elder poets , at least one in which they often in- dulged , was the popular name for a ...
Halaman xvii
... genius , is highly extravagant , and must have been conceived without any previous acquaintance with his writings ; he represents him as exhibiting the combined excellencies of Propertius , Tibullus , Ovid , and Callimachus . Some ...
... genius , is highly extravagant , and must have been conceived without any previous acquaintance with his writings ; he represents him as exhibiting the combined excellencies of Propertius , Tibullus , Ovid , and Callimachus . Some ...
Halaman xviii
... few remarks of some critics contemporary with him upon his genius were all that reached to distant pos- terity , it is very likely that a long headed wiseacre of that ges ། neration , would split his lordship into two halves XVIII.
... few remarks of some critics contemporary with him upon his genius were all that reached to distant pos- terity , it is very likely that a long headed wiseacre of that ges ། neration , would split his lordship into two halves XVIII.
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Alderney Arthurlie Bard beauty birken blaw bloom Blythely bonny lassie bonny Peggy bosom bower braes breast breath bright Buttermere cauld charms cheek dear death delight e'en e'er Ellen fair father flower frae Francis Sempill gane genius glow gude hame happy heart heaven ilka Jean Adam John Sim Johnny Katy lady lass little sweep lo'e lov'd lover maid Mary maun morning mourn nae mair native ne'er never night o'er owre Paisley peace pleasure poem poet poetical poor quhat R. A. Smith Renfrewshire Robert Sempill Robert Tannahill rose round Scotish Scotland Sempill sigh sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sung sweet sweetly Tannahill tear thair thee There's thine thou thro tree Twas wander warl wave weary weel weep wild Willy wind wyllowe yon burn side youth
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Halaman 336 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Halaman 4 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Halaman 283 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, —...
Halaman 138 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Halaman 414 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Halaman 384 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Halaman 273 - THE YOUNG MAY MOON. THE young May moon is beaming, love, The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love, How sweet to rove Through Morna's grove,* When the drowsy world is dreaming, love ! Then awake ! — the heavens look bright, my dear, 'Tis never too late for delight, my dear, And the best of all ways To lengthen our days Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear.
Halaman 416 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten...
Halaman 3 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Halaman 5 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...