Critical and Miscellaneous Essays, Том 2Carey and Hart, 1842 |
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... land , unknown , What water , of the still unfrozen spring , In the loose marsh or solitary lake , Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils . These check his fearful steps ; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless ...
... land , unknown , What water , of the still unfrozen spring , In the loose marsh or solitary lake , Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils . These check his fearful steps ; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless ...
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... land , all hearts that love her streams , and her hills , and her cottages , and her kirks , the bee - humming garden , and the primrose - circled fold , the white hawthorn , and the green fairy - knowe , all delight in Kilmany and Mary ...
... land , all hearts that love her streams , and her hills , and her cottages , and her kirks , the bee - humming garden , and the primrose - circled fold , the white hawthorn , and the green fairy - knowe , all delight in Kilmany and Mary ...
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... land bought and read his poetry , and Burns , for a poor man , became rich - rich to his heart's desire - and reached the summit of his ambition , in the way of this world's life , in a - farm . Blithe Robin would have scorned " an ...
... land bought and read his poetry , and Burns , for a poor man , became rich - rich to his heart's desire - and reached the summit of his ambition , in the way of this world's life , in a - farm . Blithe Robin would have scorned " an ...
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... land for the neglect of hers - justified as that neglect was by many things - and since , in some measure , expiated by a whole nation's tears , shed over the laurels on her great poet's grave ! Whew ! here have we been absolutely ...
... land for the neglect of hers - justified as that neglect was by many things - and since , in some measure , expiated by a whole nation's tears , shed over the laurels on her great poet's grave ! Whew ! here have we been absolutely ...
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... land , that every human soul might have fair play in this world of trial ! But alas ! how many millions of them we call free are born - and bred - live and die - slaves ! Here in this island , " Set like an emerald in the silver sea ...
... land , that every human soul might have fair play in this world of trial ! But alas ! how many millions of them we call free are born - and bred - live and die - slaves ! Here in this island , " Set like an emerald in the silver sea ...
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admiration Allan Cunninghame Audubon beauty beneath birds Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine bless bosom breath bright Burns Christopher North cold dear death delight divine dream ears earth Eusebius eyes face fair fancy fear feel flowers Gala water genius glorious glory grave Hamish hand happy hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human imagination immortal immortal song inspired Italy knew land lassie light living look moral mountains naturalists nature nest never night o'er Ornithology passion perhaps philosophic naturalist poem poet poetical poetry rhapsodist Robert Burns round Scotland Scottish seems shepherd shining sing sleep smile snow song soul speak spirit stars strong sublime sugh sweet tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought tion trees truth verse voice whole wild Wilson wings wonder woods words young young Jessie youth
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