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10 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Pride , Nor hung her head ashamed : But now to Wealth alone we bow , The titled and the rich alone Are honour'd , while meek Merit pines , On Penury's wretched couch reclines ,. Unheeded in his dying moan , [ known . As overwhelm'd with ...
... Pride , Nor hung her head ashamed : But now to Wealth alone we bow , The titled and the rich alone Are honour'd , while meek Merit pines , On Penury's wretched couch reclines ,. Unheeded in his dying moan , [ known . As overwhelm'd with ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... pride and envy , and the scorn Of wealth my heart with gall embued , I thought how pleasant were the morn Of silence , in the solitude ; To hear the forest bee on wing , Or by the stream , or woodland spring , To lie and muse alone ...
... pride and envy , and the scorn Of wealth my heart with gall embued , I thought how pleasant were the morn Of silence , in the solitude ; To hear the forest bee on wing , Or by the stream , or woodland spring , To lie and muse alone ...
14 ÆäÀÌÁö
... pride . I. 2 . Lament not ye , who humbly steal through life , That Genius visits not your lowly shed ; For , ah , what woes and sorrows ever rife Distract his hapless head ! For him awaits no balmy sleep , He wakes all night , and ...
... pride . I. 2 . Lament not ye , who humbly steal through life , That Genius visits not your lowly shed ; For , ah , what woes and sorrows ever rife Distract his hapless head ! For him awaits no balmy sleep , He wakes all night , and ...
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... Pride's stubborn cheat to my too yielding heart I say to her she robb'd me of my rest , When that was all my wealth .- " I'is true my breast Received from her this wearying , lingering smart Yet , ah ! I cannot bid her form depart ...
... Pride's stubborn cheat to my too yielding heart I say to her she robb'd me of my rest , When that was all my wealth .- " I'is true my breast Received from her this wearying , lingering smart Yet , ah ! I cannot bid her form depart ...
22 ÆäÀÌÁö
... pride of man , Sits grim Forgetfulness . - The warrior's arm Lies nerveless on the pillow of its shame ; Hush'd is his stormy voice , and quench'd blaze Of his red eye - ball . - Yesterday his name Was mighty on the earth . - To day ...
... pride of man , Sits grim Forgetfulness . - The warrior's arm Lies nerveless on the pillow of its shame ; Hush'd is his stormy voice , and quench'd blaze Of his red eye - ball . - Yesterday his name Was mighty on the earth . - To day ...
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27 ÆäÀÌÁö - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
92 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun', Some ca' the pleugh, some herd, some tentie rin A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu...
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - Till roof and rafters a' did dirl. Coffins stood round, like open presses, That...
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
56 ÆäÀÌÁö - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
71 ÆäÀÌÁö - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
17 ÆäÀÌÁö - twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd. And shall we own such judgment? no— as soon Seek roses in December— ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics, who themselves are sore Or yield one single thought to be misled By Jeffrey's heart, or Lambe's Boeotian head.