The Poetical Remains of the Late Dr. John Leyden,: With Memoirs of His Life,Strahan and Spottiswoode, 1819 - 415 pages |
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amid ancient battle of Assaye battle of Otterburn beauty bend beneath blood blow blue Border bosom Branxholm breast breath breeze bright charms clime Colonsay dance dark dear death deep dread fair fairy fame fancy fancy's fell flower fond gale glow grave gray green haunted Hawick hear heard heart heath hills isle Keeldar Krees Leyden Liddesdale light lingering lonely Lord Minto Lord Soulis lov'd maid Mermaid morning mortal mountain murmurs Mysore native ne'er Nicholas de Soulis night o'er pass'd peasants Persic Picts plain proud river Teviot rocks round SCENES OF INFANCY Scotland Scottish Scottish Border shine shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song soon sooth soul star steed strain stream swains sweet swell tear Teviot's Teviotdale thee thine thou TIPPOO SULTAN tradition tree vale warriors wave Western Isles wild wind yellow youth
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Page 163 - SLAVE of the dark and dirty mine ! What vanity has brought thee here? How can I love to see thee shine So bright, whom I have bought so dear?
Page 113 - Colonsay. 0 sad the Mermaid's gay notes fell, And sadly sink remote at sea! So sadly mourns the writhed shell Of Jura's shore, its parent sea. And ever as the year returns, The charm-bound sailors know the day ; For sadly still the Mermaid mourns The lovely Chief of Colonsay.
Page 104 - Lulled by the music of the seas, He lies within a coral cave. In dreamy mood reclines he long, Nor dares his tranced eyes unclose ; Till, warbling wild, the sea-maid's song, Far in the crystal cavern rose ; Soft as that harp's unseen...
Page lxiv - Anderson, the surgeon who attended him, despaired of his life ; but though all his friends endeavoured at this period to prevail upon him to relax in his application to study, it was in vain He used, when unable to sit upright, to prop himself up with pillows, and continue his translations. One day that I was sitting by his bedside the surgeon came in. ' I am glad you are here,' said Mr Anderson, addressing himself to me, ' you will be able to persuade Leyden to attend to my advice.
Page 91 - ... siren of the ancients. The appendages of a comb and mirror are probably of Celtic invention. The Gaelic story bears, that Macphail of Colonsay was carried off by a mermaid, while passing the gulf above mentioned : that they resided together, in a grotto beneath the sea, for several years, during which time she bore him five children : but finally, he tired of her society, and, having prevailed upon her to carry him near the shore of Colonsay, he escaped to land.
Page 77 - And my casque of sand, by a mermaid's hand, Was formed beneath the sea. " Then, Margaret dear, have thou no fear That bodes no ill to me, Though never a knight, by mortal might, Could match his gramarye." Then forward bound both horse and hound, And rattle o'er the vale; As the wintry breeze through leafless trees Drives on the pattering hail. Behind their course the English fells In deepening blue retire; Till soon before them boldly swells The muir of dim Redswire.
Page 88 - Ah ! ne'er before in Border feud Was seen so dire a fray ! Through glittering lances Keeldar hew'd A red corse-paven way. His helmet, formed of mermaid sand, No lethal brand could dint ; No other arms could e'er withstand The axe of earth-fast flint. In Keeldar's plume the holly green, And rowan leaves, nod on, And vain lord Soulis's sword was seen, Though the hilt was adderstone. Then up the Wee Brown Man he rose, By Soulis of Liddesdale ; " In vain," he said, " a thousand blows Assail the charmed...
Page 101 - Where the wave is tinged with red, And the russet sea-leaves grow, Mariners, with prudent dread, Shun the shelving reefs below. As you pass through Jura's sound, Bend your course by Scarba's shore...
Page xx - But Jehu took no heed to walk in the law of the LORD God of Israel with all his heart: for he departed not from the sins of Jeroboam, which made Israel to sin.
Page 164 - Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave ; The daring thoughts that soared sublime Are sunk in ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine, thy yellow light Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear.