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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... dear ? Must wayward Fortune's adverse hand For ever , ever keep me here ? How lovely , Nith , thy fruitful vales , Where bounding hawthorns gaily bloom ; How sweetly wind thy sloping dales , Where lambkins wanton thro ' the broom ! Tho ...
... dear ? Must wayward Fortune's adverse hand For ever , ever keep me here ? How lovely , Nith , thy fruitful vales , Where bounding hawthorns gaily bloom ; How sweetly wind thy sloping dales , Where lambkins wanton thro ' the broom ! Tho ...
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... dear cockade , Ye're welcome for the sake o't ! ' She gazd , she redden'd like a rose , Syne , pale like onie lily , She sank within my arms and cried , ' Art thou my ain dear Willie ? " ' By him who made yon sun and sky , By whom true ...
... dear cockade , Ye're welcome for the sake o't ! ' She gazd , she redden'd like a rose , Syne , pale like onie lily , She sank within my arms and cried , ' Art thou my ain dear Willie ? " ' By him who made yon sun and sky , By whom true ...
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... dear tittie My heart is sair , I dare na tell 295 This wot ye all whom it concerns 206 304 Auld chuckie Reekie's sair distrest 185 My lov'd , my honour'd , much Thou , Liberty , thou art my theme Thou's welcome wean ! mischanter fa me ...
... dear tittie My heart is sair , I dare na tell 295 This wot ye all whom it concerns 206 304 Auld chuckie Reekie's sair distrest 185 My lov'd , my honour'd , much Thou , Liberty , thou art my theme Thou's welcome wean ! mischanter fa me ...
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