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. |
Из књиге
Резултати 1-3 од 58
Страница 14
... thro ' slaps through gaps in hedges ; come thro ' the sheers be sheared ; greet = cry = ' My poor toop - lamb , my son an heir , O , bid him breed him up wi care ! An ' if he lives to be a beast , Το put some havins in his breast ! The ...
... thro ' slaps through gaps in hedges ; come thro ' the sheers be sheared ; greet = cry = ' My poor toop - lamb , my son an heir , O , bid him breed him up wi care ! An ' if he lives to be a beast , Το put some havins in his breast ! The ...
Страница 205
... thro ' the broom ! Tho ' wandering , now , must be my doom , Far from thy bonie banks and braes , May there my latest hours consume , Amang the friends of early days ! Cummins = probably a reference to the Comyn family = lambkins wanton ...
... thro ' the broom ! Tho ' wandering , now , must be my doom , Far from thy bonie banks and braes , May there my latest hours consume , Amang the friends of early days ! Cummins = probably a reference to the Comyn family = lambkins wanton ...
Страница 244
... thro ' the groaning trees , Kirk - Alloway seem'd in a bleeze , Thro ' ilka bore the beams were glancing , And loud resounded mirth and dancing . Inspiring bold John Barleycorn , What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi ' tipenny , we ...
... thro ' the groaning trees , Kirk - Alloway seem'd in a bleeze , Thro ' ilka bore the beams were glancing , And loud resounded mirth and dancing . Inspiring bold John Barleycorn , What dangers thou canst make us scorn ! Wi ' tipenny , we ...
Садржај
The Death And Dying | 13 |
The Belles Of Mauchline | 27 |
24 | 167 |
Ауторска права | |
други делови (1) нису приказани
Друга издања - Прикажи све
Чести термини и фразе
amang appears auld Bard beautiful better bonie daur dear Death Devil drink e'er face fair father fear feel fell fire frae girl give grace guid hame hand happy head hear heart Hell Holy honest hour John keep King lady lass leave light lines live look Lord mair maun meet mind monie morning mourn ne'er never night o'er once onie owre pleasure poem poet poor pride rhyme Robert Burns round Scotland sing song soon sweet syne tear tell thee There's thou thought thro true turn unco verses weary weel wife Willie wish woman worth write written young