Town Lyrics, And Other Poems by Charles MackayTown Lyrics, And Other Poems by Charles Mackay

Town Lyrics, And Other Poems

byCharles Mackay

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1848 edition. Excerpt: ...the rocks in the way; What matters its beauty to Cockneys or snobs, To Jones or to Jenkins, to Smith or to Hobbs? The region is mine, both the near and the far; They shall not behold it," quoth Baron Braemar. "What business have they in my glens or my woods, To clamber my mountains, to roam by my floods, To tread my wild heather, or wander at will From the vale to the mist-covered cope of the hill? Did I not inherit? am / not the lord? Let them place but a foot upon moorland or sward, And my dogs and my gillies shall ' nose' them afar, And hunt them for pastime," quoth Baron Braemar. "'T is true that a murmur resounds from the crowd, A murmur fast spreading, indignant, and loud, That starts ugly questions of 'Justice' and 'Right,' And doubts to be solved by the popular might;--A murmur which hints that such questions should sleep If those who still hold are desirous to keep;--. But let them rail on--'t is with words that they war: My weapons are stronger," quoth Baron Braemar. 0 mighty Lord Baron, great dealer in deer, Great owner of moorlands, a word in your ear:--58 BARON BRAEMAR. Would you like, in your fulness of insolent pride, To farm out the sea, and take rents for the tide? Would you like the Earth's fatness to grow but for you? Would you shut us from sunshine, the air, and the dew? Would you fence out the sky from us vulgar afar?--You would if you could, my Lord Baron Braemar. One word as a warning:--We think 't would be wise If you 'd come from your deserts and open your eyes;--Free foot on the mountain, free path in the glen--Not all for your cattle--leave something for men. And if from the tourist you shrink with dismay, Turn the wilds into corn-fields and keep him away: Our isle is too narrow for Nimrods, by...
Title:Town Lyrics, And Other PoemsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:20 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.04 inPublished:July 5, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:021776844X

ISBN - 13:9780217768443