Fireside amusements

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W. & R. Chambers, 1880 - Amusements - 159 pages

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Page 72 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume, And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better, by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 40 - My name is NORVAL: on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.
Page 71 - 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 hadst 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.
Page 70 - So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage leaf, to make an apple-pie ; and at the same time a great she-bear coming up the street, pops its head into the shop.
Page 41 - That our good king had summon'd his bold peers To lead their warriors to the Carron side, I left my father's house, and took with me A chosen servant to conduct my steps : Yon trembling coward, who forsook his master.
Page 108 - HE talked of daggers and of darts, Of passions and of pains, Of weeping eyes and wounded hearts, Of kisses and of chains ; He said though Love was kin to Grief She was not born to grieve ; He said though many rued belief She safely might believe. But still the Lady shook her head, And swore by yea and nay My Whole was all that he had said, And all that he could say.
Page 126 - A babe whose beauty's half divine, In sleep his mother's eyes doth hide ; Where may love seek a fitter shrine Than thou — my own Fireside ? What care I for the sullen roar...
Page 41 - The road he took, then hasted to my friends; Whom with a troop of fifty chosen men, I met advancing. The pursuit I led, Till we o'ertook the spoil-encumber'd foe.
Page 108 - But still the lady shook her head, And swore by yea and nay, My Whole was all that he had said , •
Page 126 - And fill with tears of joy mine eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize That doth not in thy sphere abide, Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own — my own Fireside...

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