#Scots
Moist, bright, and green, the land… Full swell the woods; their every… Mix’d in wild concert, with the wa… Increased, the distant bleatings o… And hollow lows responsive from th…
Go, little book, and find our Fri… Who Nature and the Muses loves, Who cares the public virtues blend With all the softness of the grove… A fitter time thou canst not choos…
The north-east spends his rage; he… Within his iron cave, th’ effusive… Warms the wide air, and o’er the v… Breathes the big clouds with verna… At first a dusky wreath they seem…
To praise thy Author, Soul, do no… Canst thou, in gratitude, deny the… Lord, thou art great, how great we… Honour and majesty do round thee f… The purest rays of primogenial lig…
When blooming spring Arrays the laughing fields in gree… Then flowers in open air are seen, And warbling birds are heard to si… Almighty love
E. S. Once a lively image of human natur… Such as God made it When he pronounced every work of h… To the memory of Elizabeth Stanle…
See, Winter comes, to rule the va… Sullen and sad, with all his risin… Vapours, and clouds, and storms.… These! that exalt the soul to sole… And heavenly musing. Welcome, kin…
Shook sudden from the bosom of the… A thousand shapes, or glide athwar… Or stalk majestic on. Deep-roused… A sacred terror, a severe delight, Creep through my mortal frame; and…
Oh! knew he but his happiness, of… The happiest he, who, far from pub… Deep in the vale, with a choice fe… Drinks the pure pleasures of the r… What though the dome be wanting, w…
Since Athens first began to draw… To picture life, and show the impa… The truly wise have ever deem’d th… The moral school of each enlighten… There, in full pomp, the tragic M…
Thir. Say, tell me true, what is the dol… That Corydon is not the man he wa… Your cheerful presence used to lig… And from the plains to banish gloo…
Shall the great soul of Newton qu… To mingle with his stars; and ever… Astonish’d into silence, shun the… Of honours due to his illustrious… But what can man?—Even now the so…
While with the public, you, my Lo… A friend and father lost; permit t… The muse assigned of old a double… To praise the dead worth and humbl… Whose generous task begins where i…
When from the opening chambers of… The morning springs, in thousand l… The early larks their morning trib… And, in shrill notes, salute the b… Refreshed fields with pearly dew d…
AS we rush, as we rush in the Tra… The trees and the houses go whe… But the starry heavens above the p… Come flying on our track. All the beautiful stars of the sky…