Stronbuy, Or, Hanks of Highland Yarn

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Macniven & Wallace, 1881 - English fiction - 321 pages
 

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Page 311 - There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing space I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race. Iron-jointed, supple-sinew'd, they shall dive, and they shall run, Catch the wild goat by the hair, and hurl their lances in' the sun; Whistle back the parrot's call, and leap the rainbows of the brooks, Not with blinded eyesight poring over miserable books...
Page 114 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice...
Page 168 - There is a generation that are pure in their own eyes, and yet is not washed from their filthiness. "There is a generation, O how lofty are their eyes! And their eyelids are lifted up.
Page 310 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind.
Page 279 - O the island of Mull is an isle of delight. With the wave on the shore and the sun on the height, With the breeze on the hills, and the blast on the Bens, And the old green woods, and the old grassy glens.
Page 41 - From the dim shieling on the misty island Mountains divide us, and a world of seas; Yet still our hearts are true, our hearts are Highland, And we, in dreams, behold the Hebrides.
Page 164 - An atheist's laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended ! When ranting round in Pleasure's ring, Religion may be blinded ; Or if she gi'ea random sting, It may be little minded ; But when on Life we're tempest-driven, A conscience but a canker — A correspondence fixed wi...
Page 35 - ... live to make money by sheep ! And foresters now can earn no penny Where stags are few and sheep are many. He earns from me no kindly will Who harms the fox upon the hill ; May he die the death of a hog Against a fox who drives a dog ! On the hill-side may he rot Who fires on Reynard with cruel shot ! And may the young cubs prosper well Where snug in rocky holes they dwell ! And if my prayer with Heaven prevail No trap shall grip their bushy tail ! And may they live on tasteful food, And die as...
Page 164 - When ranting round in pleasure's ring, Religion may be blinded ; Or if she gie a random sting, It may be little minded. But when on life we're tempest-driven, And conscience but a canker, A correspondence fixed with heaven Is sure a noble anchor.
Page 280 - Ben ! 0 the Island, etc. Bright joys of my youth, ye are gone like a dream, Like a bubble that burst on the breast of the stream ; But my blessing, fair Mull, shall be constant with thee, And thy green-mantled Bens with their roots in the sea ! O the Island, etc.

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