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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... fire , In wrath that night . Wi ' merry sangs , an ' friendly cracks , I wat they did na weary ; And unco tales , an ' funnie jokes , Their sports were cheap an ' cheery : Till butter'd sow'ns , wi ' fragrant lunt , Set a ' their gabs a ...
... fire , In wrath that night . Wi ' merry sangs , an ' friendly cracks , I wat they did na weary ; And unco tales , an ' funnie jokes , Their sports were cheap an ' cheery : Till butter'd sow'ns , wi ' fragrant lunt , Set a ' their gabs a ...
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... fire , in auld red rags , Ane sat , weel brac'd wi ' mealy bags , And knapsack a ' in order ; His doxy lay within his arm ; Wi ' usquebae an ' blankets warm- She blinket on her sodger : An ' ay he gied the tozie drab The tither skelpin ...
... fire , in auld red rags , Ane sat , weel brac'd wi ' mealy bags , And knapsack a ' in order ; His doxy lay within his arm ; Wi ' usquebae an ' blankets warm- She blinket on her sodger : An ' ay he gied the tozie drab The tither skelpin ...
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... fire the giglets keckle , To see me loup , An ' raving mad , I wish a heckle Were i ' their doup ! When fevers burn , or ague freezes , Rheumatics gnaw , or colic squeezes , Our neebors sympathise to ease us , Wi ' pitying moan ; But ...
... fire the giglets keckle , To see me loup , An ' raving mad , I wish a heckle Were i ' their doup ! When fevers burn , or ague freezes , Rheumatics gnaw , or colic squeezes , Our neebors sympathise to ease us , Wi ' pitying moan ; But ...
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