Favorite PoemsJames R. Osgood and Company, 1877 - 106 страница |
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... GREEN GROW THE RASHES 94 HIGHLAND MARY AULD LANG SYNE 95 97 BANNOCKBURN FOR A ' THAT AND A ' THAT MARY MORISON To MARY IN HEAVEN COMING THROUGH THE RYE HEY , THE DUSTY MILLER 99 100 102 103 105 . 100 ILLUSTRATIONS . Coming through the ...
... GREEN GROW THE RASHES 94 HIGHLAND MARY AULD LANG SYNE 95 97 BANNOCKBURN FOR A ' THAT AND A ' THAT MARY MORISON To MARY IN HEAVEN COMING THROUGH THE RYE HEY , THE DUSTY MILLER 99 100 102 103 105 . 100 ILLUSTRATIONS . Coming through the ...
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... green ! An ' bleak December's winds ensuin , Baith snell an ' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an ' waste , An ' weary winter comin fast , An ' cozie here , beneath the blast , Thou thought to dwell , Till , crash ! the cruel ...
... green ! An ' bleak December's winds ensuin , Baith snell an ' keen ! Thou saw the fields laid bare an ' waste , An ' weary winter comin fast , An ' cozie here , beneath the blast , Thou thought to dwell , Till , crash ! the cruel ...
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... green ; There's not a bonnie bird that sings , But minds me o ' my Jean . JOHN ANDERSON , MY JO . JOHN ANDERSON , my jo , John , When we were first acquent , Your locks were like the raven , Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your ...
... green ; There's not a bonnie bird that sings , But minds me o ' my Jean . JOHN ANDERSON , MY JO . JOHN ANDERSON , my jo , John , When we were first acquent , Your locks were like the raven , Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your ...
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... green braes , Flow gently , I'll sing thee a song thy praise ; in My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream , Flow gently , sweet Afton , disturb not her dream . Thou stock - dove whose echo resounds thro ' the glen , Ye wild whistling ...
... green braes , Flow gently , I'll sing thee a song thy praise ; in My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream , Flow gently , sweet Afton , disturb not her dream . Thou stock - dove whose echo resounds thro ' the glen , Ye wild whistling ...
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... green valleys below , Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea , The sweet - scented birk shades my Mary and me . Thy crystal stream , Afton , how lovely it glides , And winds by the ...
... green valleys below , Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ; There oft as mild ev'ning weeps over the lea , The sweet - scented birk shades my Mary and me . Thy crystal stream , Afton , how lovely it glides , And winds by the ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON amang auld lang syne Bard Beneath bird blast blate bloom body kiss bonnie bow'r braes breast cauld CHARLES DICKENS Compar'd Cutty-sark dear Doon dusty miller e'er eldritch Ev'n ev'ry fair Fare thee weel fate FAVORITE POEMS FAVORITE Flow gently flow'r fortune's frae Gin a body glen gray Green grow groans H. W. LONGFELLOW hame heart Heav'n Highland Mary honest hour ilka Jenny Jenny's John Anderson John Barleycorn kend lasses lov'd luve Maggie mair Mary Morison Maun lie mony mourn ne'er neebor never night nought o'er OSGOOD POEMS FAVORITE POEMS poor pow'r pride R. W. EMERSON ruin'd sang Scotia's SHANTER sing snaw spring storm sugh sweet Afton T. B. ALDRICH ta'en thegither VEST-POCKET SERIES W. D. HOWELLS weary wham Whare Whyles wild winds wing wooing o't wretch
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Страница 60 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering Worth is...
Страница 60 - Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine — no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight Shall be thy doom!
Страница 32 - Kate soon will be a woefu' woman! Now, do thy speedy utmost, Meg, And win the keystane of the brig; There, at them thou thy tail may toss, A running stream they dare na cross! But ere the keystane she could make, The fient a tail she had to shake; For Nannie, far before the rest, Hard upon noble Maggie prest, And flew at Tarn wi' furious ettle; But little wist she Maggie's mettle!
Страница 40 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Страница 14 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door , Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; Wi...
Страница 15 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Страница 99 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha s>ae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Страница 101 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a
Страница 43 - The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft a-gley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy. Still thou art blest compared wi' me ! The present only toucheth thee : But, och ! I backward cast my e'e On prospects drear, An' forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an
Страница 23 - Kirkton Jean till Monday. She prophesied that, late or soon, Thou would be found deep drown'd in Doon ; Or catch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk By Alloway's auld haunted kirk. Ah, gentle dames ! it gars me greet To think how mony counsels sweet, How mony lengthen'd sage advices, The husband frae the wife despises ! But to our tale : Ae market night, Tam had got planted unco right, Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi...