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Title: Pictures from English literature
Year: 1870 (1870s)
Authors: Waller, John Francis, 1810-1894 Horsley, John Callcott, 1817-1903 Yeames, William Frederick, 1835-1918 Barnard, Frederick, 1846-1896 Barnes, Robert, 1840-1895 Browne, Hablot Knight, 1815-1882 Du Maurier, George, 1834-1896 Faed, John, 1819-1902 Fildes, Luke, Sir, 1844-1927 Gilbert, John, Sir, 1817-1897 Green, Charles, 1840-1898 Lawson, Francis Wilfred, 1842-1935 Small, William, 1843-1929 Stone, Marcus, 1840-1921 Swain, Joseph, 1820-1909 Cobb, Thomas, fl.1863-1878 Wentworth, Frederick, fl. 1865-1894 Pannemaker, Stéphane, 1847-1930 Sulman, T., fl. 1855-1900 Dalziel Brothers Belle Sauvage Works (printer)
Subjects: English literature Authors, English Gift books
Publisher: London New York : Cassell, Petter and Galpin
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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;Or like the snowfall in the river—A moment white, then melts for ever;Or like the borealis race,That flit ere you can point their place ;Or like the rainbows lovely form,Evanishing amid the storm. And so time brings Tarns joys to an end, for it is midnight—the hourthat is the keystone in the black arch of night—and he mounts his trustygrey mare, Meg, and issues forth in the black darkness, with the wind blowingas if it were at its last blast, carrying with it pelting showers; and thelightning flashes for a moment out of the gloom, to be swallowed up instantlyin the darkness; while the thunder bellows in long, deep roars. But whatcares Tam for wind or rain, for mud or mire ? Isnt Meg strong and sure-footed ? If tis cold without, he is warm within ; so he holds fast his bluebonnet on his head, and croons an old Scotch song. But now he drawsnigh Alloways auld haunted kirk—an eerie spot for bogles and ghosts andwarlocks; and as he glowers round stealthily, one by one familiar and
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TAM (ySHANTER? 89 dreaded spots come in view. Ah! theres the ford where the pedlar wa 1 1 in the snow, and theres the cairn where the murdered bairn was found : andat last the kirk itself is close upon him, and through the trees that sway andgroan in the storm he sees it all in a blaze, and he hears shouts of mirth anddancing. Tarn is pot-valiant enough to face the foul fiend, for he is full ofinspiring-bold John Barleycorn; but not so Meg: she has only tastedwater, and she stands still in affright. If Tarn has a spur in the head, so hashe one in the heel, which he administers to Meg, and she moves forward intothe light. Wow! what a sight! Warlocks and witches a-dancing, and OldNick playing the bagpipes for them. All around open coffins arc ranged, andthere are the ghastly dead in their shrouds, and lights in their hands. As Tammie glowerd, amazed and curious,The mirth and fun grew fast and furious:The piper loud and louder blew,The dancers quick and quicker flew :They reeld, they set

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