The poetical works of John KennedyJ. Kennedy, 1818 |
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... he lays about , Till skelp a spring deceives him ; Out owre his head it tak's the rout , And wi ' a vengeance leaves him , For ay that night . A name given to the Light Infantry . • XV . Hauf screen'd , twa olivaster blades Sit ( 43 )
... he lays about , Till skelp a spring deceives him ; Out owre his head it tak's the rout , And wi ' a vengeance leaves him , For ay that night . A name given to the Light Infantry . • XV . Hauf screen'd , twa olivaster blades Sit ( 43 )
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... given- And earth astounded , groans to heaven . From the right to the left , all is havock and blood , Destruction presides o'er the plain , and the wood ; Through the air the balls hiss - massy columns down hew , And the plains the ...
... given- And earth astounded , groans to heaven . From the right to the left , all is havock and blood , Destruction presides o'er the plain , and the wood ; Through the air the balls hiss - massy columns down hew , And the plains the ...
Page 64
... the clear fountains glide ; Slowly I sped , the dread conflict to spy- When the loud shout was given , Dread as the bolt of heaven- " Scotland for ever " -we'll conquer or die . II . High rear'd the steeds of swords , dire ( 64 )
... the clear fountains glide ; Slowly I sped , the dread conflict to spy- When the loud shout was given , Dread as the bolt of heaven- " Scotland for ever " -we'll conquer or die . II . High rear'd the steeds of swords , dire ( 64 )
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... given , Dread as the bolt of heaven , — " Scotland for ever " -we'll conquer or die . III . Loud roar'd the guns , and the thick smoke ascended , Red were the fields with the blood of the slain ; Wild scream'd the birds of war , down ...
... given , Dread as the bolt of heaven , — " Scotland for ever " -we'll conquer or die . III . Loud roar'd the guns , and the thick smoke ascended , Red were the fields with the blood of the slain ; Wild scream'd the birds of war , down ...
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... given , Dread as the bolt of heaven , - " Scotland for ever " -we'll conquer or die . V. See the sad wreck of the en'my retreating ; Terror pursuing - and darkness around ; Cursing the cause , and the moment of meeting ; 1 Making the ...
... given , Dread as the bolt of heaven , - " Scotland for ever " -we'll conquer or die . V. See the sad wreck of the en'my retreating ; Terror pursuing - and darkness around ; Cursing the cause , and the moment of meeting ; 1 Making the ...
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aften amang appear'd arms auld Babylon behold bewitched blast blaw blest bliss blood bolt of heaven bosom brave breast bright BURNS Caledonia canna Cavan Cuirassier dear death despair dread drouth Elenor ev'ry ever"-we'll conquer faithfu fell fir'd frae frien friendship fury gart genius gi'e gloomy glorious glory Goths Greece hauf haun havock head heart honour Hope horror hour ither juist keen KILMARNOCK land lash Liberty lone look'd loud shout mair mang mony mooly muse ne'er neath Nebuchadnezzar night noble numbers o'er owre pensive pleasure poor press'd pride proud raggamuffin rais'd rejoic'd roar round scene Scotland for ever"-we'll scream'd seraph shout was given sigh Somnus song sorrow soul splore stap stood sweet tears thee thou Tippler tyrant vengeance warl weary whisky wild wings wretch yonder
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Page 52 - Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing; Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Page 140 - Twere long to tell, and sad to trace, Each step from splendour to disgrace; Enough — no foreign foe could quell Thy soul, till from itself it fell ; Yes ! Self-abasement paved the way To villain-bonds and despot sway.
Page 64 - Britain has shrunk from the sound. Let plunder's vile thirst the invaders inflame, Let slaves for their wages be bold, Shall valour the harvest of avarice...
Page 139 - ... he may do with impunity all the mischief he pleases, if he be not afterwards called to account for it by the Pacha. It is well known, that in Turkey every superior has a right to delegate his authority to an inferior ; and this authority extends both to property and life. For a few purses, a Janissary may become a petty Aga, and this Aga may, at his good pleasure, either take away your life, or permit you to redeem it. Thus executioners are multiplied in every town of Judea. The only thing ever...
Page 140 - Here, when we were admitted into a court, with all our horses and camels, the vast portals were again closed, and a party of the most corpulent friars we had ever seen from the warmest cloisters of Spain and of Italy waddled round us, and heartily welcomed our arrival. ' From the court of the convent we were next...
Page 139 - It is alfo faid, that though the inhabitants of each province worked as near their own. abode as they could, yet, either by the length of their journey or the difference of climate, almoft...
Page 61 - Oh, if there be, on this earthly sphere, A boon, an offering, Heaven holds dear, 'Tis the last libation Liberty draws From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her cause."
Page 140 - Tier's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb— Expression's last receding ray...
Page 142 - ... unfortunate victims, who had been sacrificed a few days before, at some of the late festivals.
Page 107 - ... WORKS OF JOHN KENNEDY, KILMARNOCK. [12-mo.] " Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss." POPE. " Wink hard, and say the CHIEL has done his best." BURNS. Ayr : Printed for D. MACARTER & Co., for the AUTHOR, and Sold by JOHN STEWART, Kilmarnock. 1818. Contains an Address to the Burnsianian Society, Royal Ayrshire Militia, on its first meeting to celebrate the Anniversary of ROBERT BURNS, the Ayrshire Bard, in the Hammerman's Tavern, Perth. " To BURNS'S mem'ry make one bumper flow, With all the...