From Thomas the Rhymer to Richard GallHarper & brothers, 1875 |
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... fair sister , quod scho , haif me excusit ; This rude dyet and I can not accord ; With tender meit my stomach ay is usit ; For quhy , I fair as weill as ony lord : Thir widderit peiss and nuttis , or thai be bord , Will brek my teith ...
... fair sister , quod scho , haif me excusit ; This rude dyet and I can not accord ; With tender meit my stomach ay is usit ; For quhy , I fair as weill as ony lord : Thir widderit peiss and nuttis , or thai be bord , Will brek my teith ...
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... fair sister , cry peip , quhair eir thou be . Then all your feist with this dreid and disseiss . With fair tretie , yit gart scho her ryse ; To burde they went , and on togither sat ; But skantly had they drunken anes or twice , Quhen ...
... fair sister , cry peip , quhair eir thou be . Then all your feist with this dreid and disseiss . With fair tretie , yit gart scho her ryse ; To burde they went , and on togither sat ; But skantly had they drunken anes or twice , Quhen ...
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... fair , Quhen I have in remembrance , The suddan change to my mischance . The king was not twelf yeiris of age , Quhan new rewlaris came in thair rage , For commoun - weil makand na cair , Bot for thair profite singulair . Imprudently ...
... fair , Quhen I have in remembrance , The suddan change to my mischance . The king was not twelf yeiris of age , Quhan new rewlaris came in thair rage , For commoun - weil makand na cair , Bot for thair profite singulair . Imprudently ...
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... fair ; to your magnificens I me commend , as I haif done before , My sempill heart for now and evermore . For evermore I sall you service mak : Sen of befoir into my mynd I made , Sen first I knew your ladyship , bot lak All bewtie ...
... fair ; to your magnificens I me commend , as I haif done before , My sempill heart for now and evermore . For evermore I sall you service mak : Sen of befoir into my mynd I made , Sen first I knew your ladyship , bot lak All bewtie ...
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... fair ene maks me grit comforting , Your twa fair ene is wyt of all my woe , Your twa fair ene will not ane heart let go , But links him fast that gets a sicht of them : Of every virtue bricht , ye bear the name . Ye bear the name of ...
... fair ene maks me grit comforting , Your twa fair ene is wyt of all my woe , Your twa fair ene will not ane heart let go , But links him fast that gets a sicht of them : Of every virtue bricht , ye bear the name . Ye bear the name of ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 142 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Seite 339 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Seite 339 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But chiefly, in their hearts with grace divine preside.
Seite 339 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs...
Seite 354 - For a' that, and a' that; Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may,— As come it will for a' that,— That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Seite 142 - 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...
Seite 340 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ! Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place : Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride ; That hour, o...
Seite 339 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Seite 449 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Seite 439 - 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.