Letters from the Mountains: Being the Correspondence with Her Friends, Between the Years 1773 and 1803 of Mrs. Grant of LagganLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1845 |
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A. M. LETTER Achnacarry Adieu admire affection agreeable amuse Appin Argyllshire Balclutha beautiful Campbell Castle character charmed cheerful Christina Macpherson clouds COLLECTOR MACVICAR creature Culachy daughter dear Friend dear Harriet delight ebb shore elegance fancy father favourite fear feel fond Fort-Augustus Fort-George Fort-William friendship give GLASGOW glen Glenmoriston Grant happy hear heart Henrietta Reid hero Highland hope humour imagination Inverary Invernahyle Inverness Inverness-shire Isle of Skye kind lady Laggan lake lived Loch Linnhe Loch Lochy Loch Ness Loch Oich look Macpherson manners married miles mind MISS HARRIET REID MISS ISABELLA EWING mountains Muse native nature never night Oban Oich OURRY painful peace pleasing pleasure poor scene singular sister Smelfungus sorrow soul spirit sure sweet Tarffe taste tell tender thing thought tion vanity virtue walk wild wish wonder write young
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40. oldal - In such a night Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew And saw the lion's shadow ere himself And ran dismay'd away. Lor. In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea banks and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
147. oldal - But thou, lorn STREAM, whose sullen Tide No sedge-crown'd SISTERS now attend, Now waft me from the green Hill's Side Whose cold Turf hides the buried FRIEND...
50. oldal - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
35. oldal - They preserve the fonn of dress worn some hundred years ago. Stately, erect, and self-satisfied, without a trace of the languor or coldness of age, they march up the area, with gaudy coloured plaids, fastened about their breasts with a silver brooch like the full moon in size and shape. They have a peculiar, lively, blue eye, and a fair fresh complexion. Round their heads is tied the very plain kerchief Mrs. Page alludes to...
69. oldal - This was the noblest Roman of them all; All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
32. oldal - Our visit, if not a pleasant, was at least a merry one. The moment tea was done, dancing began; excellent dancers they are, and in music of various kinds they certainly excel. The floor is not yet laid but that was no impediment. People, hereabouts, when they have good ancestry, education, and manners, are so supported by the consciousness of those advantages, and the credit allowed for them, that they seem not the least disconcerted at the deficiency of the goods of fortune...
120. oldal - O vale of bliss ! O softly swelling hills ! On which the Power of Cultivation lies, And joys to see the wonders of his toil.
229. oldal - As they must carry their beds, food, and utensils, the housewife who furnishes and divides these matters, has enough to do when her shepherd is in one glen and her dairymaid in another with her milk cattle ; not to mention some of the children, who are marched off to the glen as a discipline, to inure them to hardness and simplicity of life.
72. oldal - Had you but seen these roads before they were made, You would hold up your hands, and bless General Wade.
215. oldal - never sits at ease at a loom; it is like putting a deer in the plough'.