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Was sadly cross ' d - Poor Leonard ! when we parted , He took me by the hand
and said to me , If ever the day came when he was rich , He would return , and on
his Father ' s Land He would grow old among us . LEONARD . If that day Should
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Was sadly cross ' d - Poor Leonard ! when we parted , He took me by the hand
and said to me , If ever the day came when he was rich , He would return , and on
his Father ' s Land He would grow old among us . LEONARD . If that day Should
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Aye , Sir , that pass ' d away : we took him to us . He was the child of all the dale
he liv ' d Three months with one , and six months with another : And wanted
neither food , nor clothes , nor love , And many , many happy days were his , But
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Aye , Sir , that pass ' d away : we took him to us . He was the child of all the dale
he liv ' d Three months with one , and six months with another : And wanted
neither food , nor clothes , nor love , And many , many happy days were his , But
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... Inform ' d them that he there would wait for them : They parted , and his
comrades pass ' d that way Some two hours after , but they did not find him At the
appointed place , a circumstance Of which they took no heed : but one of them ,
Going ...
... Inform ' d them that he there would wait for them : They parted , and his
comrades pass ' d that way Some two hours after , but they did not find him At the
appointed place , a circumstance Of which they took no heed : but one of them ,
Going ...
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Young Adam Bruce beside her lay , And there did they beguile the day With love
and gentle speeches , Beneath the budding beeches . The Kirtle is a River in the
Southern part of Scotland , on whose banks the events here related took place .
Young Adam Bruce beside her lay , And there did they beguile the day With love
and gentle speeches , Beneath the budding beeches . The Kirtle is a River in the
Southern part of Scotland , on whose banks the events here related took place .
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... and day , Wedge driving after wedge . , , Look up , and think , , above your
head What trouble surely will be bred ; Last night I heard a crash ' tis true , The
splinters took another road I see them yonder - - what a load For such a Thing as
you !
... and day , Wedge driving after wedge . , , Look up , and think , , above your
head What trouble surely will be bred ; Last night I heard a crash ' tis true , The
splinters took another road I see them yonder - - what a load For such a Thing as
you !
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Page 137 - ... their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see, Even in the motions of the Storm, Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. " The stars of midnight shall be dear To her ; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 136 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 137 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 107 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Page 201 - Therefore, although it be a history Homely and rude, I will relate the same For the delight of a few natural hearts, And with yet fonder feeling, for the sake Of youthful Poets, who among these Hills Will be my second self when I am gone.
Page 53 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Page 200 - With a few sheep, with rocks and stones, and kites That overhead are sailing in the sky. It is in truth an utter solitude ; Nor should I have made mention of this dell But for one object which you might pass by, Might see and notice not.
Page 52 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 15 - Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise Has carried far into his heart the voice Of mountain torrents ; or the visible scene Would enter unawares into his mind With all its solemn imagery, its rocks, Its woods, and that uncertain heaven, received Into the bosom of the steady lake.
Page 130 - If there be one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth, The household hearts that were his own, It is the man of mirth. My days, my friend, are almost gone; My life has been approved, And many love me ; but by none Am I enough beloved.