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Page 143 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Page 40 - Methinks, my moiety, north from Burton here, In quantity equals not one of yours. See, how this river comes me cranking in, And cuts me, from the best of all my land, A huge half moon, a monstrous cantle out.
Page 320 - Vandyke, and surrounded with books, the best editions of the best authors, and in particular, an admirable collection of classics. * These,' said Pleydell, ' are my tools of trade. 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.
Page 90 - if she has not been cutting the young ashes in the Dukit park ! " — The Laird made no answer, but continued to look at the figure which was thus perched above his path.
Page 56 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Page 136 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Page 122 - God, the Maker of all laws, Who hath commanded us we should not kill, And yet we say we must, for Reputation ! What honest man can either fear his own, Or else will hurt another's reputation ? Fear to do base unworthy things is valour ; If they be done to us, to suffer them Is valour too.
Page 90 - ... their bits o' bields, to sleep with the tod and the black-cock in the muirs ! Ride your ways, Ellangowan. Our bairns are hinging at our weary backs ; look that your braw cradle at hame be the fairer spread up ; not that...