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Page 229 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love!
Page 429 - March wind over the smooth plain, or like the fleetness of the stag roused from his lair by the hounds, and covering his first field, was the rush of those steeds when they had broken through the restraint of the charioteer, as though they galloped over fiery flags, so that the earth shook and trembled with the velocity of their motion...
Page 438 - Hound every well and every fountain An eyebrow dark of the cress doth cling, And the sorrel sour gathers in clusters Around the stones whence the waters spring ; With a splash and a plunge and a mountain murmur The gurgling waters from earth upleap, And pause and hasten, and whirl in circles, And rush and loiter, and whirl and creep ! Out of the ocean comes the salmon, Steering with crooked nose he hies, Hither he darts where the waves are boiling — Out he springs at the glistening flies ! How...
Page 550 - After supper the ladies sung Erse songs, to which I listened as an English audience to an Italian opera, delighted with the sound of words which I did not understand.
Page 484 - Neath the shadow of the shoulders Of the Ben, Through a country rough and shaggy, So jaggy and so knaggy, Full of hummocks and of hunches, Full of stumps and tufts and bunches, Full of bushes and of rushes, In the glen, Through rich green solitudes, And wildly hanging woods With blossom and with bell, In rich redundant swell, And the pride Of the mountain daisy there, And the forest everywhere, With the dress and with the air Of a bride.
Page 360 - Scotland," says the late Dr Skene, '' was its provision for the cultivation of learning, and for the training of its members in sacred and profane literature; so that it soon acquired a high reputation for the cultivation of letters, and drew to it students from all quarters, as the best school for the prosecution of all, and, especially, theological studies.
Page 361 - Church and the saints, and of the notable events of the period, frequently afforded congenial employment to the industrious clerics. Numerous Latin and Gaelic manuscripts of those distant times have come down to us — most of them supposed to have been written in Ireland ; but one of them at least — the Book of Deer, which contains the gospel of St John and portions of the other three Gospels, the Apostles...
Page 411 - We are prone to look upon the past through fairy spectacles, which conceal the evil and only show the good and beautiful. That is a pleasant exercise, and it may not be altogether hurtful ; but we shall be all the better men and women if we occasionally lay aside the enchanting glasses and look at the evil and the good of the dead centuries with the naked eye of truth. Thus shall we be able the better to appreciate the blessings which we enjoy, but to which our fathers were strangers ; and thus shall...
Page 51 - This day in the Holy Scriptures is called the Sabbath, which means rest. And this day is indeed a Sabbath to me, for it is the last day of my present laborious life, and on it I rest after the fatigues of my labours ; and this night at midnight, which commenceth the solemn Lord's Day, I shall, according to the sayings of Scripture, go the way of our fathers.