The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities, with Glossarial Index, and a Biographical Memoir, Том 2Macmillan and Company, 1865 |
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... fought an ' wrangled , An ' meikle Greek an ' Latin mangled , Till wi ' their logic - jargon tir'd , An ' in the depth of Science mir'd , To common sense they now appeal , What wives an 2 The Poems LETTER TO JAMES TAIT, ...
... fought an ' wrangled , An ' meikle Greek an ' Latin mangled , Till wi ' their logic - jargon tir'd , An ' in the depth of Science mir'd , To common sense they now appeal , What wives an 2 The Poems LETTER TO JAMES TAIT, ...
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... wives an ' wabsters see an ' feel . But , hark ye , friend , I charge you strictly , Peruse them , an ' return them quickly , For now I'm grown sae cursed douse , I pray an ' ponder butt the house , My shins , my lane , I there sit ...
... wives an ' wabsters see an ' feel . But , hark ye , friend , I charge you strictly , Peruse them , an ' return them quickly , For now I'm grown sae cursed douse , I pray an ' ponder butt the house , My shins , my lane , I there sit ...
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... wives and lasses . Craigdarroch led a light - arm'd corps , Tropes , metaphors and figures pour , Like Hecla streaming thunder : Glenriddel , skill'd in rusty coins , Blew up each Tory's dark designs , And bared the treason under . In ...
... wives and lasses . Craigdarroch led a light - arm'd corps , Tropes , metaphors and figures pour , Like Hecla streaming thunder : Glenriddel , skill'd in rusty coins , Blew up each Tory's dark designs , And bared the treason under . In ...
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... 're aughtlins fawsont , Let them in Drury - lane be lesson'd ! An ' if the wives an ' dirty brats E'en thigger at your doors an ' yetts Flaffan wi ' duds an ' grey wi ' beas ' , Frightin ' awa your deucks an ' geese , Get 22 The Poems.
... 're aughtlins fawsont , Let them in Drury - lane be lesson'd ! An ' if the wives an ' dirty brats E'en thigger at your doors an ' yetts Flaffan wi ' duds an ' grey wi ' beas ' , Frightin ' awa your deucks an ' geese , Get 22 The Poems.
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... wives too . CHORUS . And we're a ' noddin , Nid , nid , noddin , We're a ' noddin fou at e'en . TRAGIC FRAGMENT . ' ALL devil as I am , a damned wretch , ' A harden'd , stubborn , unrepenting villain , ' Still my heart melts at human ...
... wives too . CHORUS . And we're a ' noddin , Nid , nid , noddin , We're a ' noddin fou at e'en . TRAGIC FRAGMENT . ' ALL devil as I am , a damned wretch , ' A harden'd , stubborn , unrepenting villain , ' Still my heart melts at human ...
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aboon Allan Cunningham Amang auld auld lang syne Balmaghie banks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blithe bonie lass bonie Mary bosom braes braw Burns wrote canna cauld charms Chloris CHORUS claut dearie Deil e'en e'er EPITAPH Eppie fair Farewell flower frae gane Gavin Hamilton glen green gude hame heart Highland Highland laddie hill ilka Jamie John Barleycorn Kilmarnock kiss laddie Laird lassie lo'es Lord luve Mauchline maun monie morning nae mair naething nane ne'er never night Nith o'er owre roar sang simmer sing soger song sweet syne tear thee There's Thomson thou thro thyme troggin TUNE verses wander warl weary weel Whigs whistle wild Willie win my love wind winna ye'll ye're young
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