The Ever Green: A Collection of Scots Poems Wrote by the Ingenious Before 1600, Band 1

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J. Crum, 1874 - 288 Seiten

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Seite vii - When these good old Bards wrote, we had not yet made Use of imported Trimming upon our Cloaths, nor of foreign Embroidery in our Writings. Their Poetry is the Product of their own Country, not pilfered and spoiled in the Transportation from abroad : Their Images are native, and their Landskips domestick; copied from those Fields and Meadows we every Day behold.
Seite 58 - Robin, thou reivs me of my rest ; I luve bot thee alane." Makyne, adieu ! the sun goes west, The day is neir-hand gane. " Robin, in dule I am so drest, That luve will be my bane.
Seite 61 - Be that sum pairte of mawkynis aill Outthrow his hairt cowd creip; he fallowit hir fast thair till assaill, and till hir tuke gude keip.
Seite 81 - They sould him for thair chiftain tak, Believing weil he did them luve. Then he a proclamation maid, All men to meet at Inverness, Throw Murray land to mak a raid, Frae Arthursyre unto Spey-ness.
Seite viii - ... to Greece or Italy for a Shade, a Stream or a Breeze. The Groves rise in our own Valleys; the Rivers flow from our own Fountains, and the Winds blow upon our own Hills. I find not Fault with those Things, as they are in Greece or Italy : But with a Northern Poet for fetching his Materials from these Places, in a Poem, of which his own Country is the Scene; as our Hymners to the Spring and Makers of Pastorals frequently do.
Seite 79 - Thus as I walkit on the way, To Inverury as I went, I met a man and bad him stay...
Seite 88 - To be lamentit sair for ay. The Lord Saltoun of Rothemay, A man of micht and mekle main ; Grit dolour was for his decay, That sae unhappylie was slain.
Seite 62 - And quyt brocht till an end, And nevir again thereto, perfay, Sall it be as thou wend ; For of my pain thou made but play, I words in vain did spend: 110 As thou hast done, sae sall I say, Murn on, I think to mend.
Seite x - There is nothing can be heard more silly than one's expressing his Ignorance of his native Language; yet such there are, who can vaunt of acquiring a tolerable Perfection in the French or Italian Tongues, if they have been a...
Seite xii - Mind, assisted me in this Undertaking with a valuable Number of Poems, in a large Manuscript-Book in Folio, collected and wrote by Mr. George Bannyntine in Anno 1568; from which MS.

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