John Stanyan Bigg quotes

No royal palace was prepared for him; No silken courtiers slid from room to room, Gathering together in the gorgeous gloom Of purple hangings, drooping rich and dim. (John Stanyan Bigg)
For him no silver cressets shed their light, No eager joy-bells sounded through the night From city minster, or from village tower; No loud "hurrahs," sent from deep-chested men, Lifted the midnight mist from off the glen In celebration of his natal hour. View quote
John Stanyan Bigg
He came, and no man knew it; no man knew The wondrous boon to Scotland given; That there-beneath that grim and wintry blue- A glorious Poet, strong and true, Had newly dropp'd from heaven! View quote
John Stanyan Bigg