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Page 91
... heard him say something about the unsound doctrine of Moodie ; how hot words ensued , and he was obliged to give his bro- ther's horse a crack across the nose to put it and its rider back- - “ But ye wadna believe me now , if I were to ...
... heard him say something about the unsound doctrine of Moodie ; how hot words ensued , and he was obliged to give his bro- ther's horse a crack across the nose to put it and its rider back- - “ But ye wadna believe me now , if I were to ...
Page 96
... heard my story . Your pity I will not implore , For pity ye hae nane ; Justice , alas ! has gi'en him o'er , And mercy's day is gaen . But hear me , sir , deil as ye are , Look something to your credit ; A coof like him wad stain your ...
... heard my story . Your pity I will not implore , For pity ye hae nane ; Justice , alas ! has gi'en him o'er , And mercy's day is gaen . But hear me , sir , deil as ye are , Look something to your credit ; A coof like him wad stain your ...
Page 119
... heard him , many years after- wards , speak of transgressions from the pulpit . One of his boys , who usually carried the key of the school in his pocket , happened to lose it one day , and got such a flogging that , when he grew to be ...
... heard him , many years after- wards , speak of transgressions from the pulpit . One of his boys , who usually carried the key of the school in his pocket , happened to lose it one day , and got such a flogging that , when he grew to be ...
Page 120
... heard from the tent , and excellent drink to be had in a neighbouring ale - house , and between the two the people seemed much divided . A young clergy- man was preaching , and Russell was nigh him : at every fresh movement of the ...
... heard from the tent , and excellent drink to be had in a neighbouring ale - house , and between the two the people seemed much divided . A young clergy- man was preaching , and Russell was nigh him : at every fresh movement of the ...
Page 132
... heard the restless rattons squeak About the riggin ' . * Duan , a term of Ossian's for the different divisions of a digressive pocm . See his " Cath - Loda , " vol . ii . of M'Pherson's translation . " All in this mottie , misty clime ...
... heard the restless rattons squeak About the riggin ' . * Duan , a term of Ossian's for the different divisions of a digressive pocm . See his " Cath - Loda , " vol . ii . of M'Pherson's translation . " All in this mottie , misty clime ...
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Page 278 - O, wad some Power the giftie gie us to see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us an' foolish notion: what airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, and ev'n Devotion!
Page 257 - 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.
Page 255 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page; How Abram was the friend of God on high; Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Page 146 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
Page 267 - WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Page 228 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, '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.
Page 255 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Page 258 - And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Page 338 - I've notic'd, on our Laird's court-day, An' mony a time my heart's been wae, Poor tenant bodies, scant o' cash, How they maun thole a factor's snash : He'll stamp an' threaten, curse an' swear. He'll apprehend them, poind their gear ; While they maun stan', wi' aspect humble, An' hear it a', an' fear an' tremble ! I see how folk live that hae riches ; But surely poor folk maun be wretches.
Page 175 - A set o' dull conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An' syne they think to climb Parnassus By dint o