...brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy...of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams are left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let...

...brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand! Still, as I view each well known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends,...

...wood, • . • Land of the mountain and the flood, r ••• Land of my Sires! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged ftrand." P. 161, Whether the Minflrel be fuppofed to utter thefe fentiments, or Mr. Scott himfelf,...

...brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires !' what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy...well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, II. Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love...

...rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, II. Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left; And thus I Jove them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow^s stream still let me stray, Though none...

...brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy...friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus l love them better still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Though none...

...brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires I what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ? Still as I view each well known scene, Think what is now, and what has been, Seems as to me of all bereft, Sole friends...

...brown heath and shaggy wood— Land of the mountain and the flood; Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ? \ Lay of the Last Minstrel, p. ] 70. Amongst the ladies there is a frankness of character which forms...

...view eaeh well-known seene, Think what is now, and what hath heen, Seems as, to me, of all hereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them hetter still, Even in extremity of ill. By Yarrow's stream still let me stray, Thongh none should guide...

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