What A Strange Scene If The Surge

Then Hush Thee, My Darling, Take Rest While You May, For Strife Comes With Manhood, And Waking With Day.

There Is A Southern Proverb - Fine Words Butter No Parsnips.

Independently Of The Curious Circumstance That Such Tales Should Be Found Existing In Very Different Countries And Languages, Which Augurs A Greater Poverty Of Human Invention Than We Would Have Expected, There Is Also A Sort Of Wild Fairy Interest In Them, Which Makes Me Think Them Fully Better Adapted To Awaken The Imagination And Soften The Heart Of Childhood Than The Good-boy Stories Which Have Been In Later Years Composed For Them.

Where Is The Coward That Would Not Dare To Fight For Such A Land As Scotland?

In Listening Mood She Seemed To Stand, The Guardian Naiad Of The Strand.