Scotland from the Earliest Times to the Present Century

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T. Fisher Unwin, 1890 - Scotland - 336 pages
 

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Page 19 - The Five Talents of Woman. Young Women. By the Rev. EJ HARDY, Author of "How to be Happy though Married,
Page 242 - Argyle tells me that Glencoe hath not taken the oath, at which I rejoice. It is a great work of charity to be exact in rooting out that damnable set.
Page 320 - Oh, on thy rapid prow to glide ! To sail the boundless skies with thee, And plough the twinkling stars aside, Like foam-bells on a tranquil sea ; To brush the embers from the sun, The icicles from off the pole, Then far to other systems run, Where other moons and planets roll...
Page 7 - This charming reprint has a fresh value added to it by the Introductory Essay of the Author of 'John Inglesant.
Page 15 - A Layman's Study of the English Bible Considered in its Literary and Secular Aspects. By FRANCIS BOWEN, LL.D. Crown 8vo., cloth, 4s. 6d. " Most heartily do we recommend this little volume to the careful study not only of those whose faith is not yet fixed and settled, but of those whose love for it and reliance on it grows with their growing years.
Page 12 - An inspiring record of calm, brave, wise work, and will find a place of value on the honoured shelf of missionary biography. The biographer has done his work with reverent care, and in a straightforward, unaffected style.
Page 5 - A graceful little sketch. . . . Drawn with full insight into the period described." — Spectator. " Pleasantly and carefully written. . . . The author lets the reader have a glimpse of Germany in the ' Sturm und Drang
Page 272 - The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken, wanders o'er the heath; The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend, She views the shades of night descend, And stretch'd beneath the inclement skies Weeps o'er her tender babes and dies. While the warm blood bedews my veins. And unimpair'd remembrance reigns, Resentment of my country's fate Within my filial breast shall beat...
Page 270 - THE TEARS OF SCOTLAND. Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn Thy banish'd peace, thy laurels torn ! Thy sons, for valour long renown'd, Lie slaughter'd on their native ground. Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door ; In smoky ruins sunk they lie, The monuments of cruelty.
Page 118 - ... to spoil and turn upside down the cardinal's town of St Andrews, as the upper stone may be the nether, and not one stick stand by another, sparing no creature alive within the same, specially such as either in friendship or blood be allied to the cardinal.

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