Scotland, Historic and Romantic, Tập 1H.T. Coates & Company, 1902 - 464 trang |
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Trang 256 - Hush ye, hush ye, little pet ye, Hush ye, hush ye, do not fret ye, The Black Douglas shall not get ye.
Trang 176 - Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state. And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward far, with purer blaze, On Ochil mountains fell the rays And as each heathy top they kiss'd It gleamed a purple amethyst.
Trang 248 - It may be pertinacity," said he, at length; " but to my eye these grey hills and all this wild border country have beauties peculiar to themselves. I like the very nakedness of the land ; it has something bold, and stern, and solitary about it. When I have been for some time in the rich scenery about Edinburgh, which is like ornamented garden land, I begin to wish myself back again among my own honest grey hills; and if I did not see the heather at least once a year, I think I should die!
Trang 176 - Fitz-Eustace' heart felt closely pent; As if to give his rapture vent, The spur he to his charger lent, And raised his...
Trang 175 - When sated with the martial show That peopled all the plain below, The wandering eye could o'er it go, And mark the distant city glow With gloomy splendour red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge Castle holds its state, And all the...
Trang 108 - Well, good night, Mr Jeffrey — dey tell me you have abused Scott in de Review, and I hope Mr Constable has paid you very well for writing it.
Trang 246 - I shall be well enough presently, if you will only let me sit where you are, and take my chair ; for there is a confounded hand in sight of me here, which has often bothered me before, and now it won't let me fill my glass with a good will.
Trang 107 - ... we think this last romance of Mr. Scott's about as good as the former, and allow that it affords great indications of poetical talent, we must remind our readers that we never entertained much partiality for this sort of composition, and ventured on a former occasion to express our regret that an author endowed with such talents should consume them in imitations of obsolete extravagance, and in the representation of manners and sentiments in which none of his readers can be supposed to take much...
Trang 200 - HERE continueth to rot The Body of FRANCIS CHARTRES, Who, with an INFLEXIBLE CONSTANCY, and INIMITABLE UNIFORMITY of Life PERSISTED, In spite of AGE and INFIRMITIES, In the Practice of EVERY HUMAN VICE, Excepting PRODIGALITY and HYPOCRISY: His insatiable AVARICE exempted him from the first, His matchless IMPUDENCE from the second.
Trang 283 - Stewart, there war never ane o' my sangs prentit till ye prentit them yourseP, an' ye hae spoilt them awthegither. They were made for singing an' no for reading; but ye hae broken the charm now, an