The Gem of the SeasonJohn Holmes Agnew, Nathaniel Parker Willis Leavitt, Trow & Company, 1846 |
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Página 18 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Página 23 - The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall, — The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost. " This spirit shall return to Him That gave its heavenly spark ; Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No ! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine, By Him recall'd to breath, Who captive led captivity, Who robb'd the grave of victory, And took the sting from death...
Página 18 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo.
Página 15 - I have warr'd with a world which vanquish'd me only When the meteor of conquest allured me too far ; I have coped with the nations which dread me thus lonely, The last single Captive to millions in war.
Página 46 - Useless, despis'd, his worthless labours done, And half protected by the vicious Son, Who half supports him ; he with heavy glance, Views the young "ruffians who around him dance; And, by the sadness in his face, appears To trace the progress of their future years : Through what strange course of misery, vice, deceit...
Página 11 - BE kind to each other! The night's coming on, When friend and when brother Perchance may be gone ! Then midst our dejection, How sweet to have earned The blest recollection Of kindness — returned!
Página 47 - Yet •within thee, thyself a grove, Once did the eagle scream above, And the wolf howl beneath. There once the steel-clad knight reclined, His sable plumage tempest-tossed; And, as the death-bell smote the wind, From towers long fled by human kindj His brow the hero crossed!
Página 23 - This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark : Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark! No! it shall live again and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine, By Him recalled to breath, Who captive led captivity, Who robbed the grave of Victory, — And took the sting from Death ! " Go, Sun, while Mercy holds me up On Nature's awful waste To drink this last and bitter cup Of grief that man shall taste — Go, tell the night that hides thy face, Thou saw'st the...
Página 45 - Again the country was enclosed ; a wide And sandy road has banks on either side, Where, lo ! a hollow on the left appear'd, And there a gipsy tribe their tent had rear'd. 'Twas open spread to catch the morning sun, And they had now their early meal begun, When two brown boys just left their grassy seat, The early trav'ller with their prayers to greet.
Página 34 - What's here ? Am I in heaven, and thou forehasted thither To welcome me ? Ah, no ! thy warlike garb, And the wild light, that reddens all the air, Those shrieks and yet this could not be on earth, The sad, the desolate, the sinful earth. And thou couldst venture amid fire and death, Amid thy country's ruins to protect me, Dear Javan ? JAVAN.