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Página 96 - You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Página 40 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Página 94 - Already now the snow-drop dares appear, The first pale blossom of the unripened year ; As Flora's breath by some transforming power, Had chang'd an icicle into a flower ; Its name and hue the scentless plant retains, And winter lingers in its icy veins.
Página 20 - SWALLOW. THE gorse is yellow on the heath, The banks with speedwell flowers are gay, The oaks are budding, and beneath, The hawthorn soon will bear the wreath, The silver wreath of May.
Página 36 - But to nobler sights Michael from Adam's eyes the film removed, Which that false fruit, that promised clearer sight, Had bred ; then purged with euphrasy and rue The visual nerve, for he had much to see, And from the well of life three drops instill'd.