The poems of Robert Fergusson, with a life of theauthor, and remarks on his genius and writings, by J. Gray1821 |
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iv. oldal
... hands clasped , tattered clothes , and with expres- sive countenance , bemoaning his forlorn and mi- serable situation ! This picture , when finished , reflected high honour on the painter , being much admired . It was sent to the Royal ...
... hands clasped , tattered clothes , and with expres- sive countenance , bemoaning his forlorn and mi- serable situation ! This picture , when finished , reflected high honour on the painter , being much admired . It was sent to the Royal ...
x. oldal
... hand to aid them . Proud of the talents of her son , she saw them unavailing ; she felt the pang of receiving the desponding look , without being able to return a glance that convey- ed one enlivening ray of hope . Under these cir ...
... hand to aid them . Proud of the talents of her son , she saw them unavailing ; she felt the pang of receiving the desponding look , without being able to return a glance that convey- ed one enlivening ray of hope . Under these cir ...
xxi. oldal
... hand over the plains of Scotland , and painting those manners which exalt her peasantry among the nations , should have stain- ed her wing by the impurities and filth of a great city ; that instead of perching upon the imperial thistle ...
... hand over the plains of Scotland , and painting those manners which exalt her peasantry among the nations , should have stain- ed her wing by the impurities and filth of a great city ; that instead of perching upon the imperial thistle ...
xxiv. oldal
... hand , Fergusson was a man of great original genius . He owes nothing to any of his predecessors . His language ( and it is admirable ) , his sentiments , his subjects , his mode of treating them , are all xxiv REMARKS ON THE.
... hand , Fergusson was a man of great original genius . He owes nothing to any of his predecessors . His language ( and it is admirable ) , his sentiments , his subjects , his mode of treating them , are all xxiv REMARKS ON THE.
22. oldal
... hands , In pallid meagre aspect stands ; Thou canst enrobe me ' midst the great , With all the crimson pomp of state , Where luxury invites his guests To pall them with his lavish feasts . What cave so dark , what gloom so drear , 22 ...
... hands , In pallid meagre aspect stands ; Thou canst enrobe me ' midst the great , With all the crimson pomp of state , Where luxury invites his guests To pall them with his lavish feasts . What cave so dark , what gloom so drear , 22 ...
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aften amang AMYNTAS Auld baith bard bauld beauty blaw blithe bonny Braid Claith braw breath breeze Browster Burns busk canna canty cauld cauler cheer chiel CORYDON cottar cou'd DAMON dimin dowie e'er Edina's Edinburgh fair fancy Fergusson fouk frae gang genius GEORDIE girn glowr green groves gude Gutcher hail hame hath hauds heart ilka lads loun maun mind mirth mony morn mourn Muse nae mair Naiads ne'er never night numbers o'er owre poet poortith Reekie ROBERT FERGUSSON round scene Scotland Scottish seenil shade Shellycoat shepherd shou'd sigh siller Simmer sing Skelpin smiles song sorrow spring strain streams swain sweet taste thee thole thou TIMANTHES tongue trow Twas unco voice wame weel ween weet Whase Whilk wing wirrikow woes wou'd
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33. oldal - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
xv. oldal - No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, ' No storied urn nor animated bust ;' This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust.
114. oldal - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
79. oldal - When you censure the age, Be cautious and sage, Lest the courtiers offended, should be ; If you mention vice or bribe, 'Tis so pat to all the tribe, Each cries — That was levelld at me.
109. oldal - HAPPY the man who, void of cares and strife, In silken or in leathern purse retains A Splendid Shilling.
143. oldal - Shall heeze her heart up wi' a silent joy, Fu' cadgie that her head was up, and saw Her ain spun cleedin on a darlin oy ; Careless tho' death shon'd mak the feast her foy.
59. oldal - O great god Pan, to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou that keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring ; Ever be thy honour spoke, From that place the Morn is broke To that place Day doth unyoke...
143. oldal - O mock na this, my friends ! but rather mourn, Ye in life's brawest spring wi' reason clear ; Wi' eild our idle fancies a' return, And dim our dolefu' days wi' bairnly fear ; The mind's ay cradled whan the grave is near.
104. oldal - Sends drift owr a' his bleak domain, And guides the weir. Auld Reikie ! thou'rt the canty hole, A bield for mony a caldrife soul, Wha snugly at thine ingle loll, Baith warm and couth ; While round they gar the bicker roll To weet their mouth. • When merry Yule-day comes, I trow You'll scantlins find a hungry mou ; Sma' are our cares, our stamacks fou O' gusty gear, And kickshaws, strangers to our view, Sin Fairn-year.
128. oldal - This is the name that doctors use Their patients noddles to confuse ; Wi' simples clad in terms abstruse, They labour still, In kittle words to gar you roose Their want o