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able admired affection afterwards appears beautiful became Blacklock Bruce called celebrated character claims collection considerable contains criticism death died Earl early Edinburgh edition English entitled equally excellent fair father favour fortune gave genius give hand heart honour hope interest James John kind known language Latin learned less letter lines lived London Lord Mallet manner memory mentioned merit mind Muses native nature never notice once opinion original passed period person pieces poem poet poetical poetry poor possessed praise present printed probably productions published received remarkable Robert says Scot Scotland Scottish seems sentiments shew songs spirit success taste thee thing thou thought tion translation true University verse volume writer written wrote young
Page 42 - I had been for some days skulking from covert to covert, under all the terrors of a jail; as some ill-advised people had uncoupled the merciless pack of the law at my heels. I had taken the last farewell of my few friends; my chest was on the road to Greenock: I had composed the last song I should ever measure in Caledonia, The Gloomy Night is Gathering Fast...
Page 18 - And count the silent moments as they pass : The winged moments, whose unstaying speed No art can stop, or in their course arrest; Whose flight shall shortly count me with the dead, And lay me down in peace with them that rest.
Page 42 - ... beneficence, exerted under numerous and formidable disadvantages ; but none equal to that with which you have been kind enough to present me. There is a pathos and delicacy in his serious poems ; a vein of wit and humour in those of a more festive turn, which cannot be too much admired, nor too warmly approved ; and I think I shall never open the book without feeling my astonishment renewed and increased.
Page 133 - On fasten-een we had a rockin, To ca' the crack and weave our stockin ; And there was muckle fun and jokin, Ye need na doubt ; At length we had a hearty yokin At sang about. There was ae sang, amang the rest, Aboon them a...
Page 35 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
Page 104 - Friendship ! mysterious cement of the soul ! Sweet'ner of life ! and solder of society ! I owe thee much.
Page 67 - With horror fraught, the dreadful scene drew near. The ship hangs hovering on the verge of death, Hell yawns, rocks rise, and breakers roar beneath. In vain, alas! the sacred shades of yore Would arm the mind with philosophic lore; In vain they'd teach us, at the latest breath, To smile serene amid the pangs of death.
Page 80 - I assure you, my dear sir, that you truly hurt me with your pecuniary parcel. It degrades me in my own eyes.