The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Том 3W. Pickering, 1839 - 319 страница |
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... letter from Dr. Blacklock to a friend of mine , over- threw all my schemes , by opening new prospects to my po- etic ambition . " Professor Walker adds these further par- VOL . III . B The Autumn mourns her rip'ning corn By early ...
... letter from Dr. Blacklock to a friend of mine , over- threw all my schemes , by opening new prospects to my po- etic ambition . " Professor Walker adds these further par- VOL . III . B The Autumn mourns her rip'ning corn By early ...
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... letter : · " I agree with you , that the song ' Katharine Ogie ' is very poor stuff , and unworthy , altogether unworthy , of so beau- tiful an air . I tried to mend it ; but the awkward sound Ogie , ' recurring so often in the rhyme ...
... letter : · " I agree with you , that the song ' Katharine Ogie ' is very poor stuff , and unworthy , altogether unworthy , of so beau- tiful an air . I tried to mend it ; but the awkward sound Ogie , ' recurring so often in the rhyme ...
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... - riations now given , tends to show that it was his own , difficult as it certainly is to reconcile that fact with his letters to Mrs. Dunlop and Mr. Thomson . BANNOCKBURN . + ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY . 10 THE POEMS.
... - riations now given , tends to show that it was his own , difficult as it certainly is to reconcile that fact with his letters to Mrs. Dunlop and Mr. Thomson . BANNOCKBURN . + ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY . 10 THE POEMS.
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... letter to Thomson , " A great critic ( Aikin ) on songs , says , that love and wine are the exclusive themes for song - writing . The following is on neither subject , and consequently is no song ; but will be allowed , I think , to be ...
... letter to Thomson , " A great critic ( Aikin ) on songs , says , that love and wine are the exclusive themes for song - writing . The following is on neither subject , and consequently is no song ; but will be allowed , I think , to be ...
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... Or drowned in the river Forth ? Iram , coram , dago . + This was written in an envelope to Mr. Cardonnel , the antiquary , enclosing a letter to Captain Grose . Is he slain by Highland bodies ? Igo , and OF BURNS . 29.
... Or drowned in the river Forth ? Iram , coram , dago . + This was written in an envelope to Mr. Cardonnel , the antiquary , enclosing a letter to Captain Grose . Is he slain by Highland bodies ? Igo , and OF BURNS . 29.
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aboon Allan Cunningham Allan Cunningham says amang auld lang syne ballad Balmaghie blate body kiss Bonie bonnie lass bonnie Mary braes Burns says Buy braw troggin Charlie charms CHORUS Claut Collection in 1801 copy Cromek's Reliques dear dearie Deil dimin e'en e'er EPITAPH fair Farewell flower frae Galla Water Glasgow Glasgow Collection glen grows bonnie wi gude hame heart Highland Highland laddie ilka Jamie Kenmure's Kilmarnock kiss laddie lassie lo'es Lord Mally's Mauchline maun monie Musical Museum nane ne'er Netherplace never night o'er Och-on owre Peggy printed in Cromek's rhyme Robin rue grows bonnie sing song occurs sparklin sweet tear tell thee Thomson thro thyme TUNE twa sparkling rogueish unco verses weary weel Whigs wife Willie win my love winna wither'd ye'll ye're young
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