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. 1877 Excerpt: ...lean, tott'ring limbs, 'neath a burden o' years, The weight ay increasin' as onward he steers, The man is aware that 'tis needless to try, For age is a burden he canna fling by. The winter hauds aff till the simmer is gane, An' youth in its vigour will tarry on nane; Auld age is a blessin', tho' liamely its fare, ...
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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. 1877 Excerpt: ...lean, tott'ring limbs, 'neath a burden o' years, The weight ay increasin' as onward he steers, The man is aware that 'tis needless to try, For age is a burden he canna fling by. The winter hauds aff till the simmer is gane, An' youth in its vigour will tarry on nane; Auld age is a blessin', tho' liamely its fare, Compar'd wi' the burden o' gallin' despair. Sae here in a formal an' mental review, I witness what years an' cauld winter can do; The landscape is stript o' its verdure sae fair, An' man meets the frailties to which he is heir. Mew leaves and new gowans wiH soon tak the place y those that are gane, an' continue the race;.n' man, when he's gane, to get proof o' his creed, ilak's room for anither to come in his stead. VERSES TO AN AGED ACQUAINTANCE. The sun has ta'en his highest flight Beneath the arch of heayen, Imparting genial heat and light On eighteen forty-seven. The bonny blossoms lately spread Upon our garden trees, Have serv'd their time, and now are fled Without a charm to please. Yet as we walk the garden gay, Or wander o'er the lea, Each summer flower, in rich array, Says, Pilgrim notice me. Autumn will come to fill our hand, And eke our hearts, with joy, While many a cheerful rustic band The reaping will employ. What follows, then, the long, long nights, The stormy wind and rain, Keen frost and snow, while cheerless wights In want and wo complain. But not so with the diligent, Whose labours have been blest; They with their portion competent May now enjoy their rest. We see, as seasons pass away, Our days are hastening on; Our spring of life, so blythe and gay, Spent or misspent, is gone. Our playmates dear as fam'ly kin, Like us are aged men; But, oh! the ranks are very thin, In which we figur'd then. Life's summer season soon arrives, P...
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Add this copy of The Poems and Songs of Walter Watson to cart. $51.29, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2019 by Wentworth Press.
