The picture of ScotlandWilliam Tait, 1827 |
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Σελίδα v
... bear an author's name , no dis- tinct idea is attached to the words - Philips perhaps , or Carey , or Goldsmith , or Debrett - any more than to the maker's name on the blade of a table - knife , or the still more hopeless initials so ...
... bear an author's name , no dis- tinct idea is attached to the words - Philips perhaps , or Carey , or Goldsmith , or Debrett - any more than to the maker's name on the blade of a table - knife , or the still more hopeless initials so ...
Σελίδα 14
... bear a near resemblance to England , to which they adjoin ; and it is only in the more remote region , broken as it is into the wildest irregularity , that a violent difference is perceptible . The littoral outline of Scotland is quite ...
... bear a near resemblance to England , to which they adjoin ; and it is only in the more remote region , broken as it is into the wildest irregularity , that a violent difference is perceptible . The littoral outline of Scotland is quite ...
Σελίδα 15
... bears over her head , after the manner of a flag - staff . * * With the exception of a few plains near the sea , the whole surface of Scotland is more or less hilly , and le- vel tracts are only to be found along the banks of rivers ...
... bears over her head , after the manner of a flag - staff . * * With the exception of a few plains near the sea , the whole surface of Scotland is more or less hilly , and le- vel tracts are only to be found along the banks of rivers ...
Σελίδα 25
... bear , and can put over the wintry period of misfortune with to- lerable comfort by the self - devouring process so well known as the attribute of that animal . Berwick , I am persuaded , could stand a longer siege from the hosts of ...
... bear , and can put over the wintry period of misfortune with to- lerable comfort by the self - devouring process so well known as the attribute of that animal . Berwick , I am persuaded , could stand a longer siege from the hosts of ...
Σελίδα 31
... bears or rather conferred , the leading family of the Merse . It was besieged in 1541 The Teviotdale yeomanry marched into Jedburgh early in the morning of the alarm , playing the spirit - stirring old tune , " Wha daur meddle wi ' me ...
... bears or rather conferred , the leading family of the Merse . It was besieged in 1541 The Teviotdale yeomanry marched into Jedburgh early in the morning of the alarm , playing the spirit - stirring old tune , " Wha daur meddle wi ' me ...
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Abbey ancient appearance Ayrshire bank beautiful Berwick bridge built burgh Burns called Castle celebrated century character church church-yard Clyde cross curious district Drumelzier Dumfries Dumfriesshire Dunse Earl Earlstoun edifice Edinburgh eminence erected Ettrick formed former formerly fortress Galashiels Galloway Glasgow ground haugh Hawick Hermitage Hermitage Castle hills inhabitants James James Blaikie Jedburgh king Kirkcudbright lady laird Lammermuir land Langholm Lauderdale Liddisdale Loch Lochmaben Lord Melrose MELROSE ABBEY Merse miles mountain Neidpath Castle neighbourhood neighbouring object occasion once parish Peebles Peeblesshire Polwarth possesses present remarkable residence Rhymer river road Roxburghshire royal burgh ruins scene scenery Scot Scotland Scottish seat seems seen Selkirk Selkirkshire side singular situated Solway spot St Mary's Loch stone stream street THOMAS THE RHYMER tion tower town Town-heid tradition trees Tweed vale village whole wild wood worthy Yarrow
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Σελίδα 122 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave, Then go— but go alone the while — Then view St. David's ruined pile ; And, home' returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Σελίδα 158 - But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation : Meek loveliness is round thee spread, A softness still and holy ; The grace of forest charms decayed, And pastoral melancholy.
Σελίδα 121 - If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight ; For the gay beams of lightsome day Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray. When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Σελίδα 157 - O that some Minstrel's harp were near, To utter notes of gladness, And chase this silence from the air, That fills my heart with sadness...
Σελίδα 120 - Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb ; Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away!
Σελίδα viii - I have no dearer aim than to have it in my power, unplagued with the routine of business, for which heaven knows I am unfit enough, to make leisurely pilgrimages through Caledonia ; to sit on the fields of her battles ; to wander on the romantic banks of her rivers ; and to muse by the stately towers or venerable ruins, once the honoured abodes of her heroes.
Σελίδα 159 - The sober hills thus deck their brows To meet the wintry season. I see — but not by sight alone, Loved Yarrow, have I won thee; A ray of Fancy still survives — Her sunshine plays upon thee...
Σελίδα 82 - SWEET TEVIOT ! on thy silver tide The glaring bale-fires blaze no more ; No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willowed shore ; Where'er thou wind'st, by dale or hill, All, all is peaceful, all is still, As if thy waves, since Time was born, Since first they rolled upon the Tweed, Had only heard the shepherd's reed, Nor started at the bugle-horn.
Σελίδα 122 - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand ' Twixt poplars straight the ozier wand, In many a freakish knot, had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
Σελίδα 98 - Lylliard lies under this stane, Little was her stature, but great was her fame ; Upon the English louns she laid mony thumps, And when her legs were cutted off, she fought upon her stumps.