The College Album [afterw.] The Glasgow University Album. 1828,36,54,69,74. [the Issues for 1869 and 1874 are Separately Entitled The Old College, and New College].

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Page 115 - Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer ; and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.
Page 98 - And a sweeter delight every scene seemed to lend, That the mansion of peace was the home of a FRIEND. Now the scenes of my childhood and dear to my heart, • All pensive I visit, and sigh to depart ; Their flowers seem to languish, their beauty to cease, For a stranger inhabits the mansion of peace.
Page 131 - Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Page 185 - ... pensier, gli atti, gli accenti: prodigo, sobrio; umano, ispido, schietto; avverso al mondo, avversi a me gli eventi. Mesto i più giorni e solo; ognor pensoso, alle speranze incredulo e al timore; il pudor mi fa vile; e prode l'ira; cauta in me parla la ragion; ma il core, ricco di vizi e di virtù, delira Morte, tu mi darai fama e riposo.
Page 185 - Solcata ho fronte, occhi incavati, intenti; Crin fulvo, emunte guance, ardito aspetto; Labbri tumidi, arguti, al riso lenti; Capo chino, bel collo, irsuto petto. Membra esatte; vestir semplice, eletto; Ratti i passi, i pensier, gli atti," gli accenti; Prodigo, sobrio, uman, ispido, schietto; Avverso al mondo, avversi a me gli eventi.
Page 135 - At morn a dew-bathed rose I past, All lovely on its native stalk, Unmindful of the noonday blast That strew'd it on my evening walk. So, when the morn of life awoke, My hopes sat bright on fancy's bloom, Forgetful of the death-aim'd stroke That laid them in my Helen's tomb.
Page 119 - A creeping, cauld, prosaic fog, My vera senses doited. Do what I dought to set her free, My muse lay in the mire ; Ye turned a neuk — I saw your e'e — She took the wing like fire. The mournfu...
Page 98 - OH ! scenes of my childhood, and dear to my heart, Ye green waving woods on the margin, of Cart, How blest in the morning of life I have strayed, By the stream of the vale and the grass-covered glade...
Page 98 - ... rustic reign. For not alone our frame imbibes a stain From fetid skies; the spirit's healthy pride Fades in their gloom — And therefore I complain That thou no more through pastoral scenes should*!
Page 57 - ... Cyprian shade, The happy master mingled on his piece Each look that charmed him in the fair of Greece. To faultless Nature true, he stole a grace From every finer form and sweeter face ; And as he sojourned on the JEgean isles, Wooed all their love, and treasured all their smiles ! Then glowed the tints, pure, precious, and refined, And mortal charms seemed heavenly when combined...

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