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... thing right as it wes : And such things that are likand 2 Till mannes hearing are pleasand . Therefore I wald fain set my will , Giff my wit might suffice theretill ; To put in writ a soothfast story , That it last aye forth in memory ...
... thing right as it wes : And such things that are likand 2 Till mannes hearing are pleasand . Therefore I wald fain set my will , Giff my wit might suffice theretill ; To put in writ a soothfast story , That it last aye forth in memory ...
Page 46
... thing ; That happened them , as God forbid That died on rood8 for mankind heid ! That they win us openly , They shall of us have no mercy . And , since we know their felon will , Me thinks it should accord to skill , To set stoutness ...
... thing ; That happened them , as God forbid That died on rood8 for mankind heid ! That they win us openly , They shall of us have no mercy . And , since we know their felon will , Me thinks it should accord to skill , To set stoutness ...
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... thing , Sae that they dread nought their shooting , They wax sae hardy that them thought They should set all their faes at nought . The thick of the Battle . Where might men see ( a ) felló fight ; And men that worthy were and wight , 7 ...
... thing , Sae that they dread nought their shooting , They wax sae hardy that them thought They should set all their faes at nought . The thick of the Battle . Where might men see ( a ) felló fight ; And men that worthy were and wight , 7 ...
Page 62
... thing ; Gave as he wan like Alexander the king . In time of peace meek as a maid was he , When war approached , the right Hector was he . To Scottismen a great credence he gave , But knowing enemies , they could not him deceive . Thir ...
... thing ; Gave as he wan like Alexander the king . In time of peace meek as a maid was he , When war approached , the right Hector was he . To Scottismen a great credence he gave , But knowing enemies , they could not him deceive . Thir ...
Page 64
... thing . I will let be , 4 and speak of it na mare Little rehearse is owre meikle of care : And principally where redemption is nane It helps nought to tell their piteous mane.5 The deed thereof is yet in remembrance I will let slaik ...
... thing . I will let be , 4 and speak of it na mare Little rehearse is owre meikle of care : And principally where redemption is nane It helps nought to tell their piteous mane.5 The deed thereof is yet in remembrance I will let slaik ...
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Page 441 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Page 689 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 440 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Page 440 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Page 606 - How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild Evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Page 519 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Page 366 - The Evergreen. Being a Collection of Scots Poems, Wrote by the Ingenious before 1600.
Page 441 - There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll.
Page 439 - And every sense, and every heart, is joy. Then comes thy glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
Page 446 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...