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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... head a cast- But trowth , I care'tna by ! I doubt na lass , but ye may think , hae the name o ' clink , Because ye That ye can please me at a wink , When'er ye like to try . But sorrow tak ' him that's sae mean , Altho ' his pouch o ...
... head a cast- But trowth , I care'tna by ! I doubt na lass , but ye may think , hae the name o ' clink , Because ye That ye can please me at a wink , When'er ye like to try . But sorrow tak ' him that's sae mean , Altho ' his pouch o ...
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... head weel arm'd wi ' pointed spears , That no one should him wrong . The sober Autumn enter'd mild , When he grew wan and pale ; His bending joints and drooping head , Show'd he began to fail . His colour sicken'd more and more , hae ...
... head weel arm'd wi ' pointed spears , That no one should him wrong . The sober Autumn enter'd mild , When he grew wan and pale ; His bending joints and drooping head , Show'd he began to fail . His colour sicken'd more and more , hae ...
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... heads as well as help dispel care and pain . Even the deepest despair can be lightened with a glass of whisky . doited Lear = stupid customs Aft , clad in massy , siller weed , Wi ' gentles thou erects thy head ; Yet , humbly kind in ...
... heads as well as help dispel care and pain . Even the deepest despair can be lightened with a glass of whisky . doited Lear = stupid customs Aft , clad in massy , siller weed , Wi ' gentles thou erects thy head ; Yet , humbly kind in ...
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