Oh, Brignall banks are wild and fair,
And Greta woods are green,
And you may gather garlands there
Would grace a summer's queen.
Thus aged men, full loth and slow,
The vanities of life forego,
And count their youthful follies o'er,
Till Memory lends her light no more.
No pale gradations quench his ray,
No twilight dews his wrath allay.
Come as the winds come, when
Forests are rended;
Come as the waves come, when
Navies are stranded.
A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect.
Bluid is thicker than water.
It's no fish ye 're buying, it's men's lives.
When Israel, of the Lord belov'd,
Out of the land of bondage came,
Her fathers' God before her mov'd,
An awful guide in smoke and flame.
Sea of upturned faces.
There's a gude time coming.
My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
Scared out of his seven senses.
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.
Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
And better had they ne'er been born,
Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh,
The sun has left the lea.
The orange flower perfumes the bower,
The breeze is on the sea.
Widowed wife and wedded maid.
Woman's faith and woman's trust,
Write the characters in dust.
I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd.
But with the morning cool reflection came.
What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier?
The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.
Rouse the lion from his lair.
Jock, when ye hae naething else to do, ye may be aye sticking in a tree; it will be growing, Jock, when ye 're sleeping.