 The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still — The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore : Though evening, with her richest...  Proceedings of the Massachusetts Historical Society - Page 153by Massachusetts Historical Society - 1873Full view - About this book
 | John Brown - 1882 - 468 pages
...vale is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hushed and slill ; The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | John Brown - 1882 - 502 pages
...vale is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hushed and still ; The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1882 - 432 pages
...Tale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still — The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1882 - 474 pages
...sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye [bore ; Bears those bright hues that once it Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er...along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, [tree,—... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 pages
...Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is husht and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruined pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 pages
...Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is husht and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it born ; Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. With listless... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1884 - 616 pages
...Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1884 - 630 pages
...vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Vet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues...along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1884 - 582 pages
...hues that once it bore Though evening, with her richest Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. dye, With listless look along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1885 - 296 pages
...Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright...along the plain, I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. The quiet lake, the balmy air, The hill,... | |
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