The poetical works of Robert Burns, with a prefatory notice by J. Skipsey, Том 11885 |
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... True . But he was a poor man , and , as Principal Shairp observes , had not the choosing of his company . Then , again , he was " dowered with the love of love ; " and let the shortcomings of his B - b as associates have been ever so ...
... True . But he was a poor man , and , as Principal Shairp observes , had not the choosing of his company . Then , again , he was " dowered with the love of love ; " and let the shortcomings of his B - b as associates have been ever so ...
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... true religion which are at once dear and awful to the heart , were represented by Burns with all a poet's magic power . Old and young , high and low , grave and gay , all were alike delighted , agitated , transported . " Thus wrote ...
... true religion which are at once dear and awful to the heart , were represented by Burns with all a poet's magic power . Old and young , high and low , grave and gay , all were alike delighted , agitated , transported . " Thus wrote ...
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... true , and one cannot but sympathise with those critics who regret that so much of his time should have been frittered away in their production . With such critics , however , one must stop here . When they go on to say that such time ...
... true , and one cannot but sympathise with those critics who regret that so much of his time should have been frittered away in their production . With such critics , however , one must stop here . When they go on to say that such time ...
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... true and tender and sweet and noble and sublime and glorious ; and if we would throw the former into one of our critical scales and the latter into the other , can we have doubt as to which of those scales would at once be made to kick ...
... true and tender and sweet and noble and sublime and glorious ; and if we would throw the former into one of our critical scales and the latter into the other , can we have doubt as to which of those scales would at once be made to kick ...
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... true that ye hae said , Sic game is now owre aften play'd . There's mony a creditable stock O ' decent , honest , fawsont folk , Are riven out baith root and branch , Some rascal's pridefu ' greed to quench , Wha thinks to knit himsel ...
... true that ye hae said , Sic game is now owre aften play'd . There's mony a creditable stock O ' decent , honest , fawsont folk , Are riven out baith root and branch , Some rascal's pridefu ' greed to quench , Wha thinks to knit himsel ...
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