The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With a Sketch of the Author's Life, Том 2Little, Brown, 1865 |
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... worth thy power , thou cursed leaf , Fell source o ' a ' my wo and grief : For lack o ' thee I've lost my lass , For lack o ' thee I scrimp my glass ; I see the children of affliction Unaided , through thy cursed restriction . I've seen ...
... worth thy power , thou cursed leaf , Fell source o ' a ' my wo and grief : For lack o ' thee I've lost my lass , For lack o ' thee I scrimp my glass ; I see the children of affliction Unaided , through thy cursed restriction . I've seen ...
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... worth in heaven rise , Ye'll mend or ye win near him . PER CONTRA . Go , Fame , and canter like a fillie get Through a ' the streets and neuks o ' Killie ; 1 fellow Tell every social , honest billie To cease his grievin ' , For yet ...
... worth in heaven rise , Ye'll mend or ye win near him . PER CONTRA . Go , Fame , and canter like a fillie get Through a ' the streets and neuks o ' Killie ; 1 fellow Tell every social , honest billie To cease his grievin ' , For yet ...
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... Worth in equal measures trode From simple Catrine , their long - loved abode : 2 Last , white - robed Peace , crowned with a hazel wreath , To rustic Agriculture did bequeath The broken iron instruments of death ; At sight of whom our ...
... Worth in equal measures trode From simple Catrine , their long - loved abode : 2 Last , white - robed Peace , crowned with a hazel wreath , To rustic Agriculture did bequeath The broken iron instruments of death ; At sight of whom our ...
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... worth gowd - fellow - gold Willie's awa ' ! 1 Now gawkies , tawpies , gowks , and fools , Frae colleges and boarding - schools , May sprout like simmer puddock - stools toad - stools In glen or shaw ; He wha could brush them down to ...
... worth gowd - fellow - gold Willie's awa ' ! 1 Now gawkies , tawpies , gowks , and fools , Frae colleges and boarding - schools , May sprout like simmer puddock - stools toad - stools In glen or shaw ; He wha could brush them down to ...
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... scenes beyond the grave . Virtue's blossoms there shall blow , And fear no withering blast ; There Isabella's spotless worth Shall happy be at last . ON THE DEATH OF SIR JAMES HUNTER BLAIR . Sir ET . 29. ] ON THE DEATH OF JOHN M'LEOD . 99.
... scenes beyond the grave . Virtue's blossoms there shall blow , And fear no withering blast ; There Isabella's spotless worth Shall happy be at last . ON THE DEATH OF SIR JAMES HUNTER BLAIR . Sir ET . 29. ] ON THE DEATH OF JOHN M'LEOD . 99.
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