...like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed! Or like the snow-flake in the river, One moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the...the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Thenceforward for a time the poet holds a middle course. The dialect is full, but not quite of the...

...example of devotion to a fixed object, dating from a period at which literary plans are mostly dreams or " Like the borealis race. That flit ere you can point their place." The pages which he gave to the world, as well as those which remained to be written, were planned by...

...spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed Or like the snowfalls in the river, A moment white—then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit...night." At the first clap of thunder he forgets Souter Johnny—how "conjugal fidelity archly bent to the service of general benevolence "—such are the...

...pleasures are not " Like poppies spread, You seize the flower, the bloom is shed, Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white— then melts for ever;...rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm." On the contrary, I think they leave traces of themselves behind them, durable and delightful even in...

...pleasures are like poppies spread. You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever...the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide ! The hour approaches TAM maun ride! That hour, o' night's black...

...pleasures are like poppies spread. You seize the flower, the bloom is shed ; Or, like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white, then melts for ever...Or, like the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid t ho storm." But the pleasures of piety, on the contrary, are as permanent as they are pure; as self-renewing...

...You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white—then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit...Evanishing amid the storm." . Next instant he returns to Tarn; and, humanized by that exquisite poetry, we cannot help being sorry for him " mountin' his beast...

...— its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow, falls in the river, A moment white — then melts forever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point...the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm Nae man can tether time or tide, The hour approaches, Tam maun ride ; That hour o' night's black arch...

...flow'r—its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow, falls in the river, A moment white—then melts forever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the*rain bow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm.— Nae man can tether time or tide, The hour...

...Kings may he hlest, hut Tum was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! Or like the horealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainhow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide : The hour approaches...