The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on His WritingsT. Nelson and P. Brown, 1835 - 260 страница |
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... labour . I had the satis faction of renewing my personal intercourse with a much valued friend , and of forming an acquaintance with a man closely allied to Burns in talents as well as in blood , in whose future fortunes the friends of ...
... labour . I had the satis faction of renewing my personal intercourse with a much valued friend , and of forming an acquaintance with a man closely allied to Burns in talents as well as in blood , in whose future fortunes the friends of ...
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... labour , and prodigal of life . " approach to certainty in our conclusions , to which such inquiries seldom lead . How much superior in morals , in intellect , and in happiness , the peasantry of those parts of England are who have ...
... labour , and prodigal of life . " approach to certainty in our conclusions , to which such inquiries seldom lead . How much superior in morals , in intellect , and in happiness , the peasantry of those parts of England are who have ...
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... labour , may indeed seem an indispensable duty of society ; and if , in the execution of a plan for this purpose , a ... labours . Hap- pily in Scotland , the same legislature which established a system of instruction for the poor ...
... labour , may indeed seem an indispensable duty of society ; and if , in the execution of a plan for this purpose , a ... labours . Hap- pily in Scotland , the same legislature which established a system of instruction for the poor ...
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... labour during the summer months . The school is usually a barn , and the arena for the performers is gen- The impression ... labours of the day are over , young men and women walk many miles , in the cold and dreary night of winter , to ...
... labour during the summer months . The school is usually a barn , and the arena for the performers is gen- The impression ... labours of the day are over , young men and women walk many miles , in the cold and dreary night of winter , to ...
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... labours of the day are over , he sets out for the habitation of his mistress , perhaps at many miles distance , regardless of the length or the dreariness of the way . He approaches her in secrecy , under the disguise of night . A ...
... labours of the day are over , he sets out for the habitation of his mistress , perhaps at many miles distance , regardless of the length or the dreariness of the way . He approaches her in secrecy , under the disguise of night . A ...
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Страница 28 - But to conclude my silly rhyme, (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time,) To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Страница 97 - 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 115 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Страница 167 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae 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', Let him follow me!
Страница 155 - I aft hae kissed sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ; And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Страница 95 - The sire turns o'er wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!
Страница 171 - Wha will be a traitor knave ? Wha can fill a coward's grave ? Wha sae base as be a Slave ? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's King and Law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw ; Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', Let him on wi
Страница 139 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
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Страница 114 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure; Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,...