This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1828 Excerpt: ...some cottage far apart May hear, well pleased, the language of the soul, And in his book of life the inmates poor enrol. Then homeward all take off their several way, The youngling-cottagers retire to rest; The parent pair their secret homage pay, And proffer up to heaven the warm request, That He who stills the raven ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1828 Excerpt: ...some cottage far apart May hear, well pleased, the language of the soul, And in his book of life the inmates poor enrol. Then homeward all take off their several way, The youngling-cottagers retire to rest; The parent pair their secret homage pay, And proffer up to heaven the warm request, That He who stills the raven's clamorous nest, And decks the lily fair in flowery pride, Would, in the way his wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their heart with grace divine preside. From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and Lords are but the breath of Kings, An honest man's the noblest work of God: ' And, certes, in fair Virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined. O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And, O! may heaven their simple lives prevent, From luxury's contagion, weak and vile! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much loved Isle. O Thou! who poured the patriotic tide, That streamed through Wallace's undaunted heart! Who dared to nobly stem tyrannic pride, Or nobly die--the second glorious part; (The patriot's God, peculiarly thou art, His friend, inspirer, guardian, and reward!) O never, never, Scotia's realm desert; But still the patriot, and the patriot bard. In bright succession raise, her ornament and guard. TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY. Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower, Thou's met m...
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Add this copy of The Beauties of the British Poets, With Intr. to cart. $66.41, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2015 by Palala Press.