1803-1903 Centennial Year: Historical Sketch of St. Andrew's Society of the City of Albany

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Weed-Parsons printing Company, 1903 - 126 pages
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Page 123 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Page 105 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires! what mortal hand can e'er untie the filial band, that knits me to thy rugged strand!
Page 121 - By the rivers of Babylon — there we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion.
Page 125 - No more these simple flowers belong To Scottish maid and lover ; Sown in the common soil of song, They bloom the wide world over. In smiles and tears, in sun and showers, The minstrel and the heather, The deathless singer and the flowers He sang of live together.
Page 126 - But who his human heart has laid To Nature's bosom nearer? Who sweetened toil like him, or paid To love a tribute dearer? Through all his tuneful art, how strong The human feeling gushes ! The very moonlight of his song Is warm with smiles and blushes ! Give lettered pomp to teeth of Time, So "Bonnie Doon...
Page 46 - And in old age, when others fade, they fruit still forth shall bring ; They shall be fat, and full of sap, and aye be flourishing...
Page 105 - LAND of the forest and the rock, Of dark blue lake and mighty river, Of mountains reared aloft to mock The storm's career, the lightning's shock, My own green land forever...
Page 105 - Land of the beautiful and brave— The freeman's home— the martyr's grave— The nursery of giant men, Whose deeds have linked with every glen, And every hill and every stream, The romance of some warrior-dream!
Page 115 - ... we hope that god who hath the harts of all men in his hands and can turne them which way soever he pleaseth will double our spirit upon them and make them more zealous for his glory and the mutuall good one of another...
Page 123 - Even then a wish, I mind its power, A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast, That I, for puir auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan or book could make, Or sing a sang at least ! The rough bur-thistle, spreading wide Amang the bearded bear, I turned the weeder-clips aside, And spared the symbol dear.

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