The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on his writings, כרך 11800 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 46
עמוד 12
Robert Burns. which they are usually instructed in the long win- ter nights by the parish school - master , who is ge- nerally the precentor , or by itinerant teachers more celebrated for their powers of voice . This branch of education ...
Robert Burns. which they are usually instructed in the long win- ter nights by the parish school - master , who is ge- nerally the precentor , or by itinerant teachers more celebrated for their powers of voice . This branch of education ...
עמוד 13
... night of winter , to these country dancing - schools ; and the instant that the violin sounds a Scottish air , fatigue seems to vanish , the toil - bent rustic becomes erect , his features brighten with sympathy ; every nerve seems to ...
... night of winter , to these country dancing - schools ; and the instant that the violin sounds a Scottish air , fatigue seems to vanish , the toil - bent rustic becomes erect , his features brighten with sympathy ; every nerve seems to ...
עמוד 17
... night . A signal at the door or window , perhaps agreed on , and understood by none but her , gives information of his arrival , and sometimes it is re- peated again and again , before the capricious fair one will obey the summons . But ...
... night . A signal at the door or window , perhaps agreed on , and understood by none but her , gives information of his arrival , and sometimes it is re- peated again and again , before the capricious fair one will obey the summons . But ...
עמוד 48
... nights of my stay in the coun- " ( try , had sleep been a mortal sin , the image of " this modest and innocent girl had kept me guiltless . 66 “ I returned home very considerably improved . My reading was enlarged with the very impor ...
... nights of my stay in the coun- " ( try , had sleep been a mortal sin , the image of " this modest and innocent girl had kept me guiltless . 66 “ I returned home very considerably improved . My reading was enlarged with the very impor ...
עמוד 56
... night is gathering fast , * when 66 a letter from Dr. Blacklock to a friend of mine , " overthrew all my schemes , by opening new 66 prospects to my poetic ambition . The doc- " tor belonged to a set of critics , for whose ap- " plause ...
... night is gathering fast , * when 66 a letter from Dr. Blacklock to a friend of mine , " overthrew all my schemes , by opening new 66 prospects to my poetic ambition . The doc- " tor belonged to a set of critics , for whose ap- " plause ...
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 87 - 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.
עמוד 86 - 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 Babylon'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...
עמוד 86 - With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of heaven's avenging ire; Or, Job's pathetic plaint, and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
עמוד 87 - And proffer up to heaven the warm request, That HE who stills the raven's clam'rous nest, 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.
עמוד 49 - Poesy was still a darling walk for my mind, but it was only indulged in according to the humour of the hour. I had usually half a dozen or more pieces on hand; I took up one or other, as it suited the momentary tone of the mind, and dismissed the work as it bordered, on fatigue. My passions, when once lighted up, raged like so many devils, till they got vent in rhyme; and then the conning over my verses, like a spell, soothed all into quiet!
עמוד 85 - 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 !
עמוד 43 - ... promises, kindly stepped in, and carried him away, to where the wicked cease from troubling and where the weary are at rest!
עמוד 45 - The great misfortune of my life was — to want an aim. I had felt early some stirrings of ambition, but they were the blind gropings of Homer's Cyclops round the walls of his cave.
עמוד 254 - The poetic genius of my country found me, as the prophetic bard Elijah did Elisha, at the plough, and threw her inspiring mantle over me. She bade me sing the loves, the joys, the rural scenes and rural pleasures of my native soil, in my native tongue. I tuned my wild, artless notes, as she inspired.
עמוד 301 - But, fare you weel, auld Nickie-ben! O wad ye tak a thought an' men' ! Ye aiblins might — I dinna ken — • Still hae a stake — I'm wae to think upo' yon den, Ev'n for your sake ! THE DEATH AND DYING WORDS OF POOR MAILIE, THE AUTHOR'S ONLY PET YOWE.