A Endex of Marginal Quotations. The figures in brackets indicate the number of Marginal Quotations Aird, Thomas (14), pp. 1-6. Bennett, William Cox (9), pp. 37-40. PP. 41-56. Browning, Robert (25), pp. 57–67. pp. 22, 25, 75-99, 261-264. 120. Coleridge, Hartley (2), p. 121. 122-137. Conington, Professor, translation of Virgil's Aeneid (12), pp. 138-142. Dobell, Sydney (7), pp. 162-164. Gray, David (13), pp. 167–172. Hemans, Mrs. (18), pp. 173-180. 207-222. Ingelow, Jean (14), pp. 223-229. Landon, L. E. (14), pp. 249-255. Lytton, Hon. Robert (8), pp. 265- Lytton, Lord (20), pp. 269-276 Massey, Gerald (14), pp. 293-298. 303. Montgomery, James (12), pp. 304- 309. Moore, Thomas (15), pp. 310-316. MARGINAL QUOTATIONS FROM POETS NOT INCLUDED Cowper, William (1), p. 29. Drayton, Michael (2), pp. 10, 32. Fletcher, John (1), p. 23. Jonson, Ben (2), p. 23. Longfellow, H. W. (3), pp. 10, 26. Shakspeare, William (8), pp 9, 20, 22, 25, 26, 30, 32. Wither, George (1), p. 22. "EYE OF THE BRAIN AND HEART, O GENIUS, INNER SIGHT,-(THOMAS AIRD) "I, BEAUTY, DWELL WITH HIM WHO MADE GREEN EARTH,-(AIRD) THE GOLDEN BOOK OF ENGLISH SONG. Thomas Aird. [THOMAS AIRD was born at Bowden, in Roxburghshire, August 28, 1802; educated at the University of Edinburgh; and in 1835 appointed editor of the Dumfries Herald, a post which he held until 1863. His chief works are his "Religious Characteristics," published in 1827; "The Old Bachelor in the Old Scottish Village," 1845: and his "Poems," collected in 1848. Of these the most remarkable are "The Devil's Dream on Mount Aksbeck," and the "Demoniac," which are characterized by a wild, lurid splendour of language and imagery. Many of his minor pieces are very graceful and melodious.] MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. RISE, and sit in soft attire! Wait but to know my soul's desire! A crown of brightest stars to thee! THE PICTURED SEASONS, AND THE HOSTS OF HEAVEN."-T. AIRD. WONDERS FROM THE FAMILIAR START IN THY DECISIVE LIGHT."-T. AIRD. 66 "SFE THE PURPLE PASSAGE RISE-MANY-ARCHED OF CENTURIES-THOMAS AO) LABOUR, ART, WORSHIP, LOVE, THESE MAKE MAN'S LIFE!"-AIRD. THOMAS AIRD. And nurse thy waning light, in faith That I should stand 'twixt thee and death! Then tarry on thy bowing shore, Till I have asked thy sorrows o'er! GENIUS BUILT IT LONG AND VAST. AND O'ER IT SOCIAL KNOWLEDGE PASSED."-AIRD. I came not, and I cry to save I'd tell thee where my youth has been; Come, walk with me and see fair Earth, Men wonder till I pass away, They think not but of useless clay : REST AFTER TOIL, SWEET HEALING AFTER PAIN."-THOMAS AIRD. "HOW SPEEDS THE CHURCH, WITH HORNS OF LIGHT, TO PUSH AND PIERCE THE HEATHEN NIGHT? " IN SLEEP WE LAPSE AND LOSE OURSELVES AWAY,T. AIRD) MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. O for life's power, that I might see Come near, O burst that earthy cloud, Darkly I guess thy lineament. I might have lived, and thou on earth, The wind which lifts the streaming tree, I feel a hand untwist the chain Of all thy love, with shivering pain, Because that I of thee was part, Because I know there is not one When once I dared to stand aloof! AND THUS EACH NIGHT OUR DEATH DO WE REHEARSE."-AIRD. WHAT PROMISE OF THE COMING DAY, WHEN SIN AND PAIN SHALL PASS AWAY?"-THOMAS AIRD. 3 |