Understanding Robert Burns: Verse, Explanation and GlossaryNeil Wilson, 2002 - 310 страница Although recognised throughout the world, the poems of Robert Burns are rarely understood. This book gives readers an immediate understanding of 138 of his poems. |
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... daur you try sic sportin , As seek the Foul Thief onie place , For him to spae your fortune : Nae doubt but ye may get a sight ! hae to fear it ; Great cause ye For monie a ane has gotten a fright , An ' liv'd an ' died deleeret , On ...
... daur you try sic sportin , As seek the Foul Thief onie place , For him to spae your fortune : Nae doubt but ye may get a sight ! hae to fear it ; Great cause ye For monie a ane has gotten a fright , An ' liv'd an ' died deleeret , On ...
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... daur ye set your fit upon her , Sae fine a lady ! . Gae somewhere else and seek your On some poor body . dinner Swith ! in some beggar's hauffet squattle , There ye may creep , and sprawl , and sprattle , Wi ' ither kindred , jumping ...
... daur ye set your fit upon her , Sae fine a lady ! . Gae somewhere else and seek your On some poor body . dinner Swith ! in some beggar's hauffet squattle , There ye may creep , and sprawl , and sprattle , Wi ' ither kindred , jumping ...
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... daur ye do ' t ? Oh Jenny , dinna toss your head beauties a ' abread ! An ' set your Ye little ken what cursed speed The blastie's makin ! Thae winks an ' finger - ends , I dread Are notice takin ' ! O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us ...
... daur ye do ' t ? Oh Jenny , dinna toss your head beauties a ' abread ! An ' set your Ye little ken what cursed speed The blastie's makin ! Thae winks an ' finger - ends , I dread Are notice takin ' ! O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us ...
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