This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1868 edition. Excerpt: ...North. James, in this age, genius often lives the life, and dies the death of a slave. True devotion is lost in idol worship, a shepherd has no chance against a lord--his 186 LOOK ON THAT PICTURE AND ON T1115. sweet solitary pipe is drowned in the clangour of many trumpets. Shepherd. I'm easy. Mine'll ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1868 edition. Excerpt: ...North. James, in this age, genius often lives the life, and dies the death of a slave. True devotion is lost in idol worship, a shepherd has no chance against a lord--his 186 LOOK ON THAT PICTURE AND ON T1115. sweet solitary pipe is drowned in the clangour of many trumpets. Shepherd. I'm easy. Mine'll aye continue to be heard at intervals, like the sang 0' the linty amang the broom in the season 0' spring, --and them that loves to listen to Allan Ramsay, and Robbie Burns, and Allan Kinninghame, 'ill never forget a'thegither the Ettrick Shepherd. That thocht's aneuch for me--and I'm content wi' my fame, sic as it is, amang my native braes. North. Right. Your name will never die. Shepherd. Thank you, sir, --here's your health. You've been suffering under a sair hoast, I hear; but thae lozenges maun be Crichton's best, for though last week as hoarse as a craw, your vice is noo musical as that 0' the nichtingale. North. Now, J ames, look on this picture, and then on this, --from the Quarterly turn to Maga, and exolaim with Words worth's lover--" Oh! The difference to me!" From the Chaldee to the Winter Rhapsody, ' she never has been weary of singing your praise. She scorned to flatterto butter you, James, though well she knew that never yet was flattery lost on p0et's ear, nor butter lost on poet's cheek; but she gained and kept for you a clear field and no favour, on which you had elbow-room, James, to contend with all your rivals, and on which you had perpetual opportunities of appearing, with your best foot foremost, before the Pensive Public. Her pages were always open to your genius; and how often, by your genius, have they been...
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