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Page 121 - and finger-ends, I dread, Are notice takin' ! 0 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 ! XLIX. EPISTLE TO J. RANKINE,
Page 300 - than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may— As come it will for a' that— That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a* that ; For a' that, and a' that, It's comin' yet for a' that, That man to man, the warld o'er, Shall brothers be for a
Page 111 - Though 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. VIII. Who made the heart, 'us He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each
Page 116 - 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 in 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 115 - His counsel and assisting might : They never sought in vain, that sought the Lord aright!" But, hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily Mother sees
Page 362 - lumps of chaos, only one of them strongly tinged with bituminous particles and sulphureous effluvia. But my noble patron, eternal as the heroic swell of magnanimity, and the generous throb of benevolence, shall look on with princely eye at "the war of elements, the wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 119 - simplicity betray'd, And guileless trust, 'Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i' the dust. Such is the fate of simple bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd ! Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er
Page 116 - with solemn air. They chant their artless notes in simple guise ; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim: Perhaps Dundee's wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name; Or noble Elgin beets the heaven-ward flame, The sweetest far of Scotia's holy lays : Compar'd with these, Italian trills are tame The tickl'd ear no heart-felt raptures raise
Page 111 - 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. XL. ТАМ SAMSON'S ELEGY.