The Minstrelsy of Britain; Or, A Glance at Our Lyrical Poetry and Poets: From the Reign of Queen Elizabeth to the Present Time, Including a Dissertation on the Genius and Lyrics of BurnsH. Heavisides, 1860 - 120 страница |
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... Casa Wappy " had been self - conferred . Illustration . CASA WAPPY . And hast thou sought thy THE MINSTRELSY OF BRITAIN . 53.
... Casa Wappy " had been self - conferred . Illustration . CASA WAPPY . And hast thou sought thy THE MINSTRELSY OF BRITAIN . 53.
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... CASA WAPPY . And hast thou sought thy heavenly home , Our fond dear boy- The realms where sorrow dare not come ... Casa Wappy ! Despair was in our last farewell , As closed thine eye ; Tears of our anguish may not tell When thou didst ...
... CASA WAPPY . And hast thou sought thy heavenly home , Our fond dear boy- The realms where sorrow dare not come ... Casa Wappy ! Despair was in our last farewell , As closed thine eye ; Tears of our anguish may not tell When thou didst ...
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... Casa Wappy ! And though , perchance , a smile may gleam Of casual mirth , It doth not own whate'er may seem , An inward birth : We miss thy small step on the stair ; We miss thee at thine evening prayer ! All day we miss thee ...
... Casa Wappy ! And though , perchance , a smile may gleam Of casual mirth , It doth not own whate'er may seem , An inward birth : We miss thy small step on the stair ; We miss thee at thine evening prayer ! All day we miss thee ...
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... Casa Wappy ! Yet ' tis sweet balm to our despair , Fond , fairest boy , That heaven is God's , and thou art there , With him in joy : There past are death and all its woes , There beauty's stream for ever flows , And pleasure's day no ...
... Casa Wappy ! Yet ' tis sweet balm to our despair , Fond , fairest boy , That heaven is God's , and thou art there , With him in joy : There past are death and all its woes , There beauty's stream for ever flows , And pleasure's day no ...
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admiration Allan Allan Cunningham amang amongst auld lang syne ballad banks and braes bard beautiful Billy Taylor blaw bonnie Doon breathe brow Burns Campbell Casa Wappy cauld CHAPTER Charles Mackay charm composed compositions copies crimson-tipped dear Devon banks drinking songs Edinbro effusions Eliza Cook Elizabethan era Fairest maid fame feeling flowers genius Gerald Massey happy heart heaven HENRY HEAVISIDES honour humour Illustration Jean John Anderson lasses little Willie Lyrical Poetry lyrist maid on Devon manly Mary maun mind mourn Muse nature never old arm chair pleasure poems poet poet's poetic Poetry popular productions reign Robert Burns rustic says Scotland sentiments Shakspere shew sighs singing smile soul spirit Stockton strains sung sweet sweetest swigged taste tender thee thegither There's thine Thomas thou thoughts truth Twas verse warly werse William words Workhouse grave writer دو وو
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