The Highlanders: Part IV (Anne MacVicar Grant Poems)
NOW Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain,And icy barriers close the wild domain,From the fierce North the sweeping blast ...
NOW Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain,And icy barriers close the wild domain,From the fierce North the sweeping blast ...
NOW hark! what loud, tumultuous joys resound,From all the echoing rocks and valleys round;And hear! the sage oraculous declare,Tis time ...
DEAR BEATRICE , with pleasure I read your kind letter;On the subject, methinks, there could scarce be a better:How vivid ...
THREE times dark hovering in the east the nightChas'd with black misty wings the lingering light;And thrice the stars with ...
COME , then, explore with me each winding glen,Far from the noisy haunts of busy men;Let us with stedfast eye ...
WHO INSISTED ON THE AUTHOR'S WRITING A POEM, ONMEETING BY APPOINTMENT WITH HER AND THREEOTHER LADIES AT AN INN ON ...
OR SKETCHES OF HIGHLAND SCENERY AND MANNERS: WITH SOME REFLECTIONS ON EMIGRATION. WRITTEN DURING THE AUTHOR'S RECOVERY FROM A LONG ...
COM'ST thou with swift wing in thy strength, O Wind!Wilt thou not to my helpless age be kind?And lightly o'er ...
OH , soft and sweet the evening sunWas gleaming o'er the meadows green,The ploughman's weary task was done,And peaceful was ...
POPE'S ODYSSEY. OH ! lay me by yon peaceful streamThat glides away so softly slow,Where boughs exclude the noon-day beam,And ...
THOUGH long by fate's austere decree remov'dFrom scenes still pleasing, and from friends still lov'd,I see low shelter'd in my ...
DEEPLY INTERESTED IN THE SUBJECT OF THEFOLLOWING POEM. But soft, but see, or rather do not see,My fair rose wither.SHAKSPEARE. ...
WHAT adverse fate awaits the tuneful train!Has OTWAY died and SPENCER liv'd in vain?In vain has COLLINS , Fancy's pensive ...
ON READING ONE UPON THE SAME SUBJECT BY PROFESSORRICHARDSON OF GLASGOW. WHAT voice awakes the soul-afflicting themeThat oft with ...
WHEN FINGAL dwelt in windy halls,As mournful OSSIAN tells,Midst lofty Selma's shaded wallsHe spread the feast of shells.Each tuneful bard ...
DAUGHTER of Exercise and calm Content,By Temperance nourish'd in the shady vale,Where Dian's nymphs resort with bows unbent,To taste the ...
ON READING BURNS'S LETTERS TO THAT LADY. VALLESIA, whose illustrious blood,Deriv'd from chiefs of mighty name,Who long their country's barrier ...
WHILE on the meadowy banks of Spey ,Slow steals along the rural muse,And sees the bordering flowers displayTheir native sweets ...
IN vain my eye-lids seek reposeWhile midnight spreads her thickest gloom,My heart, a stranger to repose,Still bleeds o'er poor departed ...
FROM the recesses of this wild domain,Where artless truth and simple manners reign,The blushing Muse conveys the humble pleaOf modest ...
YES , even amid these wilds forlorn,Where, shivering on the naked spray,The drooping songsters seem to mournThe languid sun's declining ...
FAIR daughter of that fleeting raceWho fade like Autumn's leafy store,Welcome, my rocky haunts to trace,And all my secret cells ...
WITH A SPRIG OF CRIMSON HEATH WHICH GREW ON THESUMMIT OF A MOUNTAIN. MUSE that lov'st the lonely mountain,Cliff abrupt, ...
HELEN , by every sympathy allied,By love of virtue and by love of song,Compassionate in youth, and beauty's pride,To thee ...
NOT IN THE MANNER, BUT IN THE SPIRIT OF COLLINS. Deep in yon bed of whispering reedsThy airy harp shall ...
YOUR jealous walls, great Duke, in vainAll access would refuse;What walls can Highland steps restrain?What bars keep out the Muse?Where'er ...
HOW bless'd those olive plants that growBeneath the altar's sacred shade,Where streams of fresh instruction flow,And Comfort's humble board is ...
WHAT sound of woe from yonder groveFloats mournful on the dying gale?Like echo to the plaintive dove,Responsive through the winding ...
YE peaceful shades! that guard my dear lov'd homeFrom the chill blasts that strip the fading grove,While far from that ...
GO , artless records of a life obscure,Memorials dear of loves and friendships past,Of blameless minds from strife and envy ...
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