FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48  
49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   >>   >|  
boy, thy mother's joy, Thy father bred me great annoy. Baloo, Baloo, etc. Baloo, my boy, weep not for me, Whose greatest grief's for wranging thee, Nor pity her deserved smart, Who can blame none but her fond heart; For too soon trusting latest finds With fairest tongues are falsest minds. Baloo, Baloo, etc. When he began to court my love, And with his sugared words to move, His tempting face and flutt'ring cheer In time to me did not appear; But now I see that cruel he Cares neither for his babe nor me. Baloo, Baloo, etc. Baloo, my boy, thy father's fled, When he the thriftless son has played: Of vows and oaths forgetful, he Preferred the wars to thee and me; But now perhaps thy curse and mine Makes him eat acorns with the swine. Baloo, Baloo, etc. Nay, curse not him: perhaps now he, Stung with remorse, is blessing thee; Perhaps at death, for who can tell But the great Judge of heaven and hell, By some proud foe has struck the blow, And laid the dear deceiver[B] low. Baloo, Baloo, etc. I wish I were into the bounds Where he lies smother'd in his wounds, Repeating, as he pants for air, My name, whom once he call'd his fair. No woman's yet so fiercely set But she'll forgive, though not forget. Baloo, Baloo, etc. [Illustration: ANCHOR CLOSE.] The tourist finds much to read, as he runs through old Edinburgh, in the mottoes on the house-fronts. These are mostly of a scriptural and devout character, such as: "Blissit.Be.God.In.Al.His.Giftis;" or, "Blissit.Be.The.Lord.In.His.Giftis.For.Nov.And.Ever." If he peeps into Anchor Close, where once was a famous tavern, he will find it entirely occupied by the buildings of the _Scotsman_ newspaper, but the mottoes have been carefully preserved and built into the walls. The first is, "The.Lord. Is.Only.My.Svport;" a little farther on, "O.Lord.In.The.Is.Al.My.Traist;" and over the door, "Lord.Be.Merciful.To.Me." On other houses he may read, "Feare.The.Lord.And.Depart.From.Evill;" "Faith.In.Chryst.Onlie.Savit;" "My.Hoip.Is.Chryst;" "What.Ever.Me.Befall.I.Thank.The.Lord.Of.All." There are also many in the Latin tongue, such as, "Lavs Vbique Deo;" "Nisi Dominvs Frvstra" (the City motto); "Pax Intrantibvs, Salvs Exevntibvs." Here is one in the vernacular: "Gif.Ve.Died.As.Ve.So
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48  
49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   >>   >|  



Top keywords:

Blissit

 

Giftis

 

Chryst

 

mottoes

 
father
 

Illustration

 

famous

 

tavern

 

tourist

 

Scotsman


occupied

 
buildings
 

ANCHOR

 

newspaper

 
fronts
 

character

 

devout

 

scriptural

 

Edinburgh

 
Anchor

tongue
 

Vbique

 

Dominvs

 
Befall
 
Frvstra
 

vernacular

 

Intrantibvs

 

Exevntibvs

 
farther
 

Traist


Svport

 

preserved

 
carefully
 

forget

 

Merciful

 

Depart

 
houses
 

smother

 

tempting

 

sugared


thriftless
 
played
 
falsest
 
greatest
 

wranging

 

mother

 

deserved

 

latest

 

trusting

 

fairest