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, Band 5

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Blackie and son, 1840
 

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Seite 56 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away ! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be ! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG.
Seite 55 - O to abide in the desert with thee ! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Seite 46 - Alas, pretty maiden, What sorrows attend you ! I see you sit shivering, With lights at your window; But long may you wait Ere your arms shall enclose him, For still, still he lies, With a wreath on his bosom ! " How painful the task The sad tidings to tell you ! — An orphan you were, Ere this misery befell you ; And far in yon wild, Where the dead-tapers hover, So cold, cold and wan, Lies the corpse of your lover !" Daughter of our soul ! would that from thy lips, and set to thine own music, the...
Seite xxi - My manner of composing poetry is very different, and, I believe, much more singular. Let the piece be of what length it will, I compose and correct it wholly in my mind, or on a slate, ere ever I put pen to paper; and then I write it down as fast as the A, B, C.
Seite 65 - Peter the skinman, An' Geordie our deacon, for want of a better, An Bess, wha delights in the sins that beset her. O, worthy St Andrew, we canna compel ye, But ye ken as weel as a body can tell ye, If these gang to heaven, we'll a' be sae shockit, Your garret o' blue will but thinly be stockit.
Seite xx - Whether my manner of writing it out was new, I know not, but it was not without singularity. Having very little spare time from my flock, which was unruly enough, I folded and stitched a few sheets of paper, which I carried in my pocket. I had no inkhorn ; but, in place of it...
Seite 83 - But oh, what will the lads do When Maggy gangs away? The wailing in our green glen That day will quaver high; 'Twill draw the redbreast frae the wood, The laverock frae the sky; The fairies frae their beds o' dew Will rise an' join the lay: An
Seite cxxvi - But the pleasantest part of our fellowship is yet to describe. At a certain period of the night our entertainer knew, by the longing looks which I cast to a beloved corner of the dining-room, what was wanting. Then, with 'Oh, I beg your pardon, Hogg, I was forgetting...
Seite 8 - Is it true that thou knewest me before I was born ? That nature must live in the light of thine eye? — This knowledge for me is too great and too high ! That, fly I to noon-day, or fly I to night, To shroud me in darkness, or bathe me in light, The light and the darkness to thee are the same, And still in thy presence of wonder I am ? Should I with the dove to the desert repair, Or dwell with the eagle in...
Seite 171 - FAKKV, i:ir, farewell, beggarly Scotland, Cold and beggarly poor countrie, If ever I cross thy border again, The muckle deil must carry me. There's but one tree in a' the land, And that's the bonny gallows tree.

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