The Renfrewshire Magazine1847 |
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... dark blue cloak and hood lifted the latch and entered . She seemed exhausted , for she immediately sank on a chair . " Mother , " said Phemie , hastening towards her , " you are tired . I hope " The word faltered on her lips she wished ...
... dark blue cloak and hood lifted the latch and entered . She seemed exhausted , for she immediately sank on a chair . " Mother , " said Phemie , hastening towards her , " you are tired . I hope " The word faltered on her lips she wished ...
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... dark cloud hung over and settled on her soul . She thought of her mother , brothers , and sisters , starving at home ... dark shadow , she felt no fear . A power impelled her forward - sooth- ingly pointed to an end of all sorrow . The ...
... dark cloud hung over and settled on her soul . She thought of her mother , brothers , and sisters , starving at home ... dark shadow , she felt no fear . A power impelled her forward - sooth- ingly pointed to an end of all sorrow . The ...
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her . She touched the dark stream with her foot ; the water bubbled and circled round it . A wild whirl of chaotic ... darker pages of life's history , Phemie , as she sat by the winter hearth , told a little group of clustering cherubs ...
her . She touched the dark stream with her foot ; the water bubbled and circled round it . A wild whirl of chaotic ... darker pages of life's history , Phemie , as she sat by the winter hearth , told a little group of clustering cherubs ...
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... dark blue outlines of our Scottish Alps bound the distance , which , not far to the left , is bounded by the " Newton wuds , " surmounted only by the " snaw - white cluds " —although , may- hap , as the poet of the spot has sung , the ...
... dark blue outlines of our Scottish Alps bound the distance , which , not far to the left , is bounded by the " Newton wuds , " surmounted only by the " snaw - white cluds " —although , may- hap , as the poet of the spot has sung , the ...
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... dark cloud of evil days arise , When passion - tones of stirring minds awakening , Shadow with gloom life's changing April skies ; For soon dark thought will come , with brooding wing , And o'er thine eye and brow , soul - shadows fling ...
... dark cloud of evil days arise , When passion - tones of stirring minds awakening , Shadow with gloom life's changing April skies ; For soon dark thought will come , with brooding wing , And o'er thine eye and brow , soul - shadows fling ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alexander Wilson appeared Archie Bard beauty bosom bright Buchanites Burns cæsura called character dark dear death discovery door dream earth father favour fear feelings felt flowers frae genius Glasgow Gleniffer braes Greenock hand happy hath heard heart heaven hero hexameter honour hope hour human Inchinnan Kilbarchan Kilmalcolm Kilmarnock Kitty labour Lacey lady land Lillie Lochwinnoch look Martin memory mind Miss moral morning mother Murphy nature never night o'er old arm-chair Oliver Paisley passed Peesweep poem poet poor present procrastination Renfrew Renfrewshire replied Robert Burns Robert Tannahill round scene Scotland Scottish smile Somerled song soon soul spirit Stanley Moor stone stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tion truth turn voice voyage wild William Motherwell wind wish young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 178 - Two sudden blows with a ragged stick And one with a heavy stone, One hurried gash with a hasty knife — And then the deed was done: There was nothing ly,ing at my foot, But lifeless flesh and bone!
Seite 199 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Seite 228 - Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Seite 253 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Seite 151 - The whole world was not half so wide To Alexander, when he cry'd Because he had but one to subdue, As was a paltry narrow tub to Diogenes ; who is not said (For aught that ever I could read) To whine, put finger i' th' eye, and sob, Because h
Seite 176 - Giant of air we bid thee hail! — How his gray skirts toss in the whirling gale; How his huge and writhing arms are bent To clasp the zone of the firmament, And fold at length, in their dark embrace, From mountain to mountain the visible space.
Seite 192 - Mine own death's in this clenched hand ! I know the noble trust ; These limbs must rot on yonder strand — these lips must lick its dust : But shall this dusky standard quail in the red slaughter day; Or shall this heart its purpose fail — this arm forget to slay? I trample down such idle doubt ; Harald's high blood hath sprung From sires whose hands in martial bout have ne'er belied their tongue ; Nor keener from their castle rock rush eagles on their prey, Than, panting for the battle-shock,...
Seite 151 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Seite 328 - O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; It hath the primal eldest curse upon't; A brother's murder! Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's...
Seite 179 - Well ! • — be the graceless lineaments confest ! I do enjoy this bounteous beauteous earth ; And dote upon a jest " Within the limits of becoming mirth...