Walladmor, freely tr. from the Germ. [of G.W.H. Haering, by T. De Quincey].

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Page 9 - ... sike handsome men : To hang the flower o' Scottish land, Sae sweet and fair a boy ; Nae lady had sae white a hand, As thee, my Gilderoy. 80 Of Gilderoy sae fraid they were, They bound him mickle strong, Tull Edenburrow they led him thair, And on a gallows hung : They hung him high aboon the rest, 85 He was sae trim a boy ; Thair dyed the youth whom I lued best, My handsome Gilderoy. . Thus having yielded up his breath, I bare...
Page 203 - Shall fall in cinders, scorch'd by your disdain, Ere he will dare, poor man, to ope an eye On these divine looks, but with low-bent thoughts Accusing such presumption ; as for words, He dares not utter any but of service : Yet this lost creature loves you.
Page 302 - Then did he set her by that snowy one, Like the true saint beside the image set ; Of both their beauties to make paragone And triall, whether should the honor get. Streightway, so soone as both together met, Th...
Page 19 - For howsoever it may grow mis-shapt, Like this wyld man being undisciplynd, That to all vertue it may seeme unapt, Yet will it shew some sparkes of gentle mynd, And at the last breake forth in his owne proper kynd.
Page 299 - ... their duty") to take the very opposite course. However, if he reads German, my German Walladmor is at his service, and he can judge for himself. Not reading German, let him take my word, when I apply to the English Walladmor the spirit of the old bull — " Had you seen but these roads before they were made, You would lift up your eyes, and bless Marshal "Wade.
Page 1 - Hnst tli' ni a medicine to restore my wits, When I have lost them? If not, leave to talk, And do thus. Are. Do what, sir? Would you sleep? PAi. For ever, Arethusa. Oh, ye gods, Give me a worthy patience ! Have I stood Naked, alone, the shock of many fortunes ? Have I seen mischiefs numberless, and mightv, Grow like a sea upon me ? Have 1 taken Danger as stern as death into my bosom.
Page 125 - A pile of books sent by the worthy baronet, restored Bertram to some degree of spirits". I)e Quincey adds, "Amongst which we are happy to say was the first volume of Walladmor, a novel, 2 Vols. post 8VO; the second being not then finished".
Page 32 - Bertram would have sought repose for his eye by turning round ; but the new scene was, if not greater, still more striking. From his lofty station he overlooked the spacious ruins of the entire monastery, as its highest points silvered over by moonlight shot up from amidst the illimitable night of ravines, chasms, and rocky peaks that form the dependencies of Snowdon.
Page 19 - O WHAT an easy thing is to descry The gentle blood, however it be wrapt In sad misfortune's foul deformity And wretched sorrows, which have often hapt! For howsoever it may grow mis-shapt, Like this Wild Man being undisciplin'd, That to all virtue it may seem unapt; Yet will it show some sparks of gentle mind, And at the last break forth in his own proper kind.

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