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The boat rock'd at the pier of Leith, Full loud the wind blew down the ferry; The ship rode at the Berwick Law. 'Farewell, Colonel; may you find all as you would wish it! Perhaps we may meet sooner than you expect; they talk of an immediate route to England. 'Tell me nothing of that, said Talbot; 'I wish to carry no news of your motions. 'Simply, then, adieu.
The boat rock'd at the pier of Leith, Full loud the wind blew down the ferry; The ship rode at the Berwick Law. 'Farewell, Colonel; may you find all as you would wish it! Perhaps we may meet sooner than you expect; they talk of an immediate route to England. 'Tell me nothing of that, said Talbot; 'I wish to carry no news of your motions. 'Simply, then, adieu.
One might indeed have sung of this little red violin that looked to Lyddy, in the sunset glow, as if it were veneered with rubies all that Shelley sang of another perfect instrument: "The artist who this viol wrought To echo all harmonious thought, Fell'd a tree, while on the steep The woods were in their winter sleep, Rock'd in that repose divine Of the wind-swept Apennine; And dreaming, some of Autumn past, And some of Spring approaching fast, And some of April buds and showers, And some of songs in July bowers, And all of love; and so this tree O that such our death may be! Died in sleep, and felt no pain, To live in happier form again."
"How sweet is the language that taught us to blend The dear names of father, of husband, and friend; That taught us to lisp on our mother's fond breast, The ballads she sang as she rock'd us to rest! May the blessing of God Ever hallow the sod, And its valleys and hills by our children be trode!
O that my cradle had never been rock'd; But that I had died when I was young! O that the grave it were my bed; My blankets were my winding sheet; The clocks and the worms my bedfellows a'; And O sad sound as I should sleep! I do not remember in all my reading to have met with anything more truly the language of misery than the exclamation in the last line.
In short during Scott's absence his companions had been working strenuously to increase the supply of information; so when the second sledding-season ended, they could with reason congratulate themselves that the main part of their work was done. And Thor Set his shoulder hard against the stern To push the ship through... ...and the water gurgled in And the ship floated on the waves and rock'd.
"The fiend's alarm began; a hollow sound Sung in the leaves; the forest rock'd around, Air blackened, rolled the thunder, groan'd the ground."
"'Where the dark tide runs strongest, the cliff rises steep, Where the wild waters eddy, I've rock'd him to sleep: His sleep is so sound that the rush of the stream, When the winds are abroad, cannot waken his dream.
"The artist who this viol wrought To echo all harmonious thought, Fell'd a tree, while on the steep The woods were in their winter sleep, Rock'd in that repose divine Of the wind-swept Apennine; And dreaming, some of Autumn past, And some of Spring approaching fast, And some of April buds and showers, And some of songs in July bowers, And all of love; and so this tree O that such our death may be!
Presently a bit of fine region, West Virginia, the Panhandle, and crossing the river, the Ohio. By day through the latter State then Indiana and so rock'd to slumber for a second night, flying like lightning through Illinois.
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