The Poetical Works of the Ettrick Shepherd: Including the Queen's Wake, Pilgrims of the Sun, Mador of the Moor, Mountain Bard, Etc., Etc. With an Autobiography, and Illustrative Engravings, from Original Drawings, 3. kötet

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Blackie and son, 1840
 

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242. oldal - O'er fancy's region that reign'st supreme ; Thou lovely Queen , of beauty most bright, And of everlasting new delight, Of foible, of freak, of gambol, and glee, Of all that pleases, And all that...
243. oldal - And the dawning's mild and pallid hue, From thy valleys beyond the land of the dew, The realm of a thousand gilded domes, The richest region that fancy roams! I have sought for thee in the blue hare-bell, And deep in the foxglove's silken...
244. oldal - Nought cheered me on which the daylight shone, For the children of darkness moved alone ! Yet neither in field, nor in flowery heath, In Heaven above, nor in earth beneath, In star, nor in moon, nor in midnight wind, His elvish Queen could her minstrel find. But now I have found thee, thou vagrant thing, Though where I neither dare say nor sing; For it was in a home so passing fair, That an angel of light might have lingered there: I found thee playing thy freakish spell...
243. oldal - The strains that tell they were never mundane ; And the bells of her palfrey's flowing mane; For oft have I heard their tinklings light, And oft have I seen her at noon of the night, With her beauteous elves in the pale moonlight. Then, thou who raised'st old Edmund's lay Above the strains of the olden day ; And waked'st the bard of Avon's theme To the visions of his Midnight Dream — Yea, even the harp that rang abroad Through all the paradise of God, And the sons of the morning with it drew, By...
33. oldal - As from the strand the boat withdrew. Lachlan was he whom Wene address'd, Whose temple her soft hand had press'd ; Whose beard she caught with flippant grace, And smiled upon his sluggish face. A burning sigh his bosom drew ! ' Angels indeed !' said Lachlan Dhu.— ' Lachlan,' the Father cried with heat, ' Thou art a man of thoughts unmeet!
244. oldal - And look'd to a twinkling star for thee, That nightly mounted the orient sheen, Streaming in purple and glowing in green ; And thought, as I eyed its changing sphere, My Fairy Queen might sojourn there. Then would I sigh and turn me around, And lay my ear to the hollow ground, To the little air-springs of central birth, That bring low murmurs out of the earth; And there would I listen, in breathless way, Till I heard the worm creep through the clay, And the little blackamoor pioneer...
241. oldal - But an uncouth harp of olden key ; And with her have I ranged the Border green, The Grampians stern, and the starry sheen, With my gray plaid flapping around the strings, And ragged coat with its waving wings ; Yet aye my heart beat light and high When an air of heaven in passing by Breathed on the mellow chords ; and then I knew it was no earthly strain, But note of wild mysterious kind, From some blest land of unbodied mind.
28. oldal - But little ween d the fairy's skill, He tried what was impossible ! His flush of wrath, and glance unkind, Were anodynes unto her mind. Then she would look demure, and sigh, And sink in graceful courtesy; Press both her hands on her fair breast, And look what could not be exprest! When o'er his frame her glance would stray, He wist not what to do or eay!
354. oldal - ... animals or human creatures. Then they chose among the captives in time of war, and the slaves in time of peace, nine persons to be sacrificed. The choice was partly regulated by the choice of the bystanders, and partly by lot. The wretches upon whom the lot fell, were treated with such honours by all the assembly; — they were so overwhelmed with caresses, and with promises for the future, that they sometimes congratulated themselves on their destiny. The priests afterwards opened the bodies,...
245. oldal - Where the ruddy cheek of youth ne'er lay, And never was kissed by the breeze of day ; — It was sweet as the woodland breeze of even, And pure as the star of the western heaven, As fair as the dawn of the sunny east, And soft as the down of the solan's breast Yes, now have I found thee, and thee will I keep, Though thy spirits yell on the midnight steep ; Though the earth should quake when nature is still, And the thunders growl in the breast of the hill ; Though the moon should frown through a...

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