The Life of Mansie Wauch, Tailor in Dalkeith

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J. & J. Harper, 1828 - Dalkeith (Scotland) - 223 pages
 

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Page 115 - Come from the hills where your hirsels are grazing, Come from the glen of the buck and the roe; Come to the crag where the beacon is blazing, Come with the buckler, the lance, and the bow.
Page 50 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Page 113 - ... godliness hath promise of the life that now is," as well as of that which is to come.
Page 18 - Saturday night, from the rising up of the sun, even to the going down thereof ; and whiles, when opportunity led him, or occasion required, digging and delving away at the bit kail-yard, till moon and stars were in the lift, and the dews of heaven that fell on his head, were like the oil 'that flowed from Aaron's beard, even to the skirts of his garment. But what will ye say there ? Some are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, and others with a parritch-stick. Of the latter was my faither;...
Page 166 - Then (says he) the darkness of the latter days came over my spirit like a vision before the prophet Isaiah ; and I could see nothing in the years to come but beggary and starvation — • myself a fallen-back old man, with an out-at-the-elbows coat, a greasy hat, and a bald...
Page 120 - MAN hath a weary pilgrimage As through the world he wends, On every stage from youth to age Still discontent attends ; With heaviness he casts his eye Upon the road before, And still remembers with a sigh The days that are no more.
Page 162 - twas equally horrid, For the water when he was baptized gave a fizz, And bubbled and simmer'd and started off, whizz ! As soon as it sprinkled his forehead. Oh ! then there was glitter and fire in. each eye, For two living coals were the symbols ; His teeth were calcined, and his tongue was so dry, It rattled against them as though you should try To play the piano in thimbles.
Page 214 - For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.
Page 119 - I swithered a little, no being very sure like what to do ; but some five or six stappit out ; and our corporal, on looking at my piece, ordered me with the rest to the front. It was just for all the world like an execution ; us six, in the. face of the regiment, in a little line, going through our manoeuvres at the word of command ; and I could hardly stand upon my feet, with a queer feeling of fear and trembling, till, at length, the terrible moment came. I looked straight tbrrit...
Page 119 - I durst not jee my head about, and turned to the hills and green trees, as if I was never to see nature more. Our pieces were cocked ; and, at the word, off they went. It was an act of desperation to draw the tricker, and I had hardly...

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