The Poems and Songs of William Hamilton of Bangour; Collated with the MS. Volume of His Poems, and Containing Several Pieces Hitherto UnpublishedT. G. Stevenson, 1850 - 192 pages |
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... honour . His more serious pieces abound with noble sentiment , and exhibit a native de- testation of intrigue and licentiousness , which must ever ren- der sacred the memory of the poet as one of the most pure and upright devotees of ...
... honour . His more serious pieces abound with noble sentiment , and exhibit a native de- testation of intrigue and licentiousness , which must ever ren- der sacred the memory of the poet as one of the most pure and upright devotees of ...
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... honour of Knighthood upon him , in 1787 , at which period he resided in Great Queen Street , Westminster . He died at London on the 5th July , 1792 . + Gavin Hamilton was a younger son of a respectable family in La- narkshire . Having ...
... honour of Knighthood upon him , in 1787 , at which period he resided in Great Queen Street , Westminster . He died at London on the 5th July , 1792 . + Gavin Hamilton was a younger son of a respectable family in La- narkshire . Having ...
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... honour to their taste as justice to the poet . I hope , there- fore , I shall be excused for appealing to the public against so partial and inconsiderate a judgment as what these gentlemen have been pleased to give of our author . 6 ...
... honour to their taste as justice to the poet . I hope , there- fore , I shall be excused for appealing to the public against so partial and inconsiderate a judgment as what these gentlemen have been pleased to give of our author . 6 ...
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... honour to this part of the kingdom , we shall glory in what we have done . What brought us at first to think of this little undertaking was the concern some of the author's friends expressed to us , at the imperfect edition of his noble ...
... honour to this part of the kingdom , we shall glory in what we have done . What brought us at first to think of this little undertaking was the concern some of the author's friends expressed to us , at the imperfect edition of his noble ...
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... honour of Knighthood upon him , in 1787 , at which period he resided in Great Queen Street , Westminster . He died at London on the 5th July , 1792 . Gavin Hamilton was a younger son of a respectable family in La- narkshire . Having ...
... honour of Knighthood upon him , in 1787 , at which period he resided in Great Queen Street , Westminster . He died at London on the 5th July , 1792 . Gavin Hamilton was a younger son of a respectable family in La- narkshire . Having ...
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amorous song Anacreon appear arms BAILLIE OF JERVISWOOD ballad beauteous beauty blessing blest bloom blushing Braes of Yarrow breast breath Busk ye charms Countess daughter dear deed delight dire e'er Earl Edinburgh editions of Hamilton's Eglintoun EPITAPH eternal band eyes fair fame Fancy fate fears Fiddler Fingask Castle flame forever green Gallowshiels Gavin Hamilton gentle Glasgow glowing grace Hamilton of Bangour Hamilton's Poems hand happy hear heart heaven honour hope hour inspire kind Lady Lord LORD ESKGROVE Love's luve maid mind mirth Miss MONIMIA's mournful muse nature's ne'er night nymph o'er peace Piper plain pleas'd pleasing poet pow'r praise rage Robert Strange round sacred scene Scots Magazine shade shine sighs sire smiles soft song sorrow soul sweet Tea-Table Miscellany tender thee thine thou thought thro train verses virgin virtue weep William Hamilton wings woes Ye men youth
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Page xxiv - O'erspread with rising blushes, A thousand various ways they speak, A thousand various wishes. For oh ! that form so heavenly fair, Those languid eyes so sweetly smiling, That artless blush, and modest air, So fatally beguiling. Thy every look and every grace, So charm...
Page 64 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Page xxiv - So fatally beguiling ; Thy every look, and every grace, So charm, whene'er I view thee, Till death o'ertake me in the chase Still will my hopes pursue thee. Then, when my tedious hours are past, Be this last blessing given, Low at thy feet to breathe my last, And die in sight of heaven.* OWER THE MUIR TO MAGGY.
Page 11 - For soon this venerable gloom Will yield a weary sufferer room ; No more a slave to Love decreed, At ease and free among the dead. Come then, ye tears, ne'er cease to flow, In full satiety of woe : , Though now the maid my heart alarms, Severe and mighty in her charms, Doom'd to obey, in bondage prest...
Page xxvii - O stay at hame, my noble lord ! " O stay at hame, my marrow! '' My cruel brother will you betray " On the dowie houms of Yarrow." " O fare ye weel, my ladye gaye ! " O fare ye weel, my Sarah ! " For I maun gae, though I ne'er return,
Page 71 - ON A DIAL IN MY GARDEN. Once at a potent leader's voice it stay'd, Once it went back when a good monarch pray'd. Mortals, howe'er we grieve, howe'er deplore, The flying shadow shall return no more. ON AN OBELISK IN MY GARDEN. View all around, the works of power divine, Inquire, explore, admire, extol, resign ; This is the whole of human kind below, Tis only giv'n beyond the grave to know. INSCRIPTION ON A DOG. Calm tho...
Page xxvii - Lang maun she weep, lang maun she, maun she weep, Lang maun she weep with dule and sorrow ; And lang maun I nae mair weil be seen Puiug the birks on the Braes of Yarrow.
Page 35 - And be that softness, love. Cease, plaintive sounds, your task is done, That anxious tender air Proves o'er her heart the conquest won, I see you melting there. Return, ye smiles, return again, Return each sprightly grace, I yield up to your charming reign, All that enchanting face. I take no outward...
Page xi - Caft up thy eyes, how bleak and bare He wanders on the tops of Yare ! Behold his footfteps dire are feen Confefl o'er ev'ry with'ring green.
Page xxvii - No youth shall ever lie there after." A. "Return, return, O mournful, mournful bride, Return and dry thy useless sorrow; Thy luver heeds nought of thy sighs, He lies a corpse on the Braes of Yarrow.