The Land of Burns: A Series of Landscapes and Portraits, Illustrative of the Life and Writings of the Scottish Poet. The Landscapes from Paintings Made Expressly for the Work, Volumes 1-2Blackie and son, 1840 |
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... Highland clans , They have done it mair than ance , And will do't again . When you hear the trumpet sound Tuttie taittie to the drum , Up claymore , and down wi ' gun , And to the rogues again . " From an allusion , in a subsequent ...
... Highland clans , They have done it mair than ance , And will do't again . When you hear the trumpet sound Tuttie taittie to the drum , Up claymore , and down wi ' gun , And to the rogues again . " From an allusion , in a subsequent ...
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... Highlands . For carding , spinning , and weaving wool into blankets , in which about thirty hands are employed . - NEW STATISTICAL ACCOUNT OF SCOTLAND . C LUCY JOHNSTON . MISS Lucy Johnston , daughter of Wynne THE BANKS OF DOON . 17.
... Highlands . For carding , spinning , and weaving wool into blankets , in which about thirty hands are employed . - NEW STATISTICAL ACCOUNT OF SCOTLAND . C LUCY JOHNSTON . MISS Lucy Johnston , daughter of Wynne THE BANKS OF DOON . 17.
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... Highlands . We are told that the poet's national feelings were , on this occasion , greatly excited on beholding the roofless state of the parliament- hall of the Stuarts . Under the influence of this excitement , and of his habitual ...
... Highlands . We are told that the poet's national feelings were , on this occasion , greatly excited on beholding the roofless state of the parliament- hall of the Stuarts . Under the influence of this excitement , and of his habitual ...
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... Highland girl , by name Mary Campbell , who acted in the humble capacity of a dairywoman . She was beloved and occasionally visited by a young man of her own rank from a neighbouring parish ; and the lovers would sometimes meet under a ...
... Highland girl , by name Mary Campbell , who acted in the humble capacity of a dairywoman . She was beloved and occasionally visited by a young man of her own rank from a neighbouring parish ; and the lovers would sometimes meet under a ...
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... Highland Mary . " " The remainder of the tale of Mary Campbell and Burns is thus narrated in Chambers's Edinburgh Journal , No. 91 : " What turn might have been given to the fate of Burns , if he had been united to this amiable though ...
... Highland Mary . " " The remainder of the tale of Mary Campbell and Burns is thus narrated in Chambers's Edinburgh Journal , No. 91 : " What turn might have been given to the fate of Burns , if he had been united to this amiable though ...
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Page 32 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Page 82 - The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day.
Page 66 - ... Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a". Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there : Or were I monarch o" the globe, Wi" thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my crown Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.
Page 80 - Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred hour 'can I forget, Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love?
Page 80 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Page 2 - There was a strong expression of sense and shrewdness in all his lineaments ; the eye alone, I think, indicated the poetical character and temperament. It was large and of a dark cast, which glowed, I say literally glowed, when he spoke with feeling or interest. I never saw such another eye in a human head, though I have seen the most distinguished men of my time.
Page 2 - His person was strong and robust ; his manners rustic, not clownish — a sort of dignified plainness and simplicity, which received part of its effect, perhaps, from one's knowledge of his extraordinary talents. His features are represented in Mr. Nasmyth's picture ; but to me it conveys the idea that they are diminished, as if seen in perspective.
Page 70 - We had a long and serious conversation about his present situation, and the approaching termination of all his earthly prospects. He spoke of his death without any of the~ ostentation of philosophy, but with firmness as well as feeling, as an event likely to happen very soon ; and which gave him concern chiefly from leaving his four children so young and unprotected, and his wife in so interesting a situation — in hourly expectation of lying in of a fifth.
Page 2 - I would have taken the Poet, had I not known what he was, for a very sagacious country farmer of the old Scotch school ; that is, none of your modern agriculturists, who keep labourers for their drudgery, but the douce gudeman who held his own plough.
Page 32 - There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow; There oft as mild evening weeps over the lea, The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.