Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv'ry Tay!

BEAUTIFUL Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay ! With your numerous arches and pillars in so grand array And your central girders, which seem to the eye To be almost towering to the sky.

I must now conclude my lay By telling the world fearlessly without the least dismay, That your central girders would not have given way, At least many sensible men do say, Had they been supported on each side with buttresses, At least many …

All hail to the Rev. George Gilfillan, of Dundee, He is the greatest preacher I did ever hear or see. He preaches in a plain, straightforward way, The people flock to hear him night and day, And hundreds from his church doors are often …

I look'd far back into the past, and lo! in bright array, I saw, as in a dream, the forms of ages pass'd away. It was a stately convent, with its old and lofty walls, And gardens with their broad green walks, where soft the footstep falls.

On the morning of January 11th, 1860, I passed, for the eighth time, through the Golden Gate... As the shores of California faded in the distance, and the summits of the Coast Range sank under the blue horizon, I bade farewell — yes, I do …

Tho’ sickness yet a while forbears, Yet time destroys what sickness spares; Now Helen lives alone in fame And Cleopatra's but a name; Time must indent that heav'nly brow, And thou must be what they are now.