Poems, Songs, and Letters: Being the Complete Works of Robert BurnsMacmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 - 636 страница |
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... never lost head , he never let a word of exultation escape him , his deportment was everywhere respectful yet self - possessed ; he talked well and freely -for he knew he was expected to talk - but he did not engross conversation . His ...
... never lost head , he never let a word of exultation escape him , his deportment was everywhere respectful yet self - possessed ; he talked well and freely -for he knew he was expected to talk - but he did not engross conversation . His ...
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... never met him on frank , cordial , and brotherly terms . They looked on him curiously , as one looks on a strange insect , through a microscope . From their learned heights they regarded him as on the plain beneath . They were ever ...
... never met him on frank , cordial , and brotherly terms . They looked on him curiously , as one looks on a strange insect , through a microscope . From their learned heights they regarded him as on the plain beneath . They were ever ...
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... never see him more , I shall love him until my dying day ! I am pleased to think I am so capable of the throes of gratitude , as I am miserably deficient in some other virtues . " With Dr. Blair I am more at my ease . I never respect ...
... never see him more , I shall love him until my dying day ! I am pleased to think I am so capable of the throes of gratitude , as I am miserably deficient in some other virtues . " With Dr. Blair I am more at my ease . I never respect ...
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... never taken by surprise ; he was ready for all calls and emergencies . He had not only - like Addison - a thousand - pound note at home , but he had - to carry out the image - plenty of loose intellectual coin in his pocket . A richer ...
... never taken by surprise ; he was ready for all calls and emergencies . He had not only - like Addison - a thousand - pound note at home , but he had - to carry out the image - plenty of loose intellectual coin in his pocket . A richer ...
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... never see ; There'll be , if that day come , I'll wad a boddle , Some fewer whigmeleeries in your noddle . NEW BRIG . Auld Vandal , ye but show your little mense , Just much about it wi ' your scanty sense ; Will your poor , narrow foot ...
... never see ; There'll be , if that day come , I'll wad a boddle , Some fewer whigmeleeries in your noddle . NEW BRIG . Auld Vandal , ye but show your little mense , Just much about it wi ' your scanty sense ; Will your poor , narrow foot ...
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acquaintance Allan Cunningham amang auld Ayrshire bard blest bonie lass bosom braes braw Burns charms Clarinda dare DEAR SIR dearest dearie Deil Dumfries DUNLOP e'en e'er Edinburgh ELLISLAND fair fancy Farewell farm favourite Fête Champêtre frae friendship Gavin Hamilton give grace gude hame happy heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour hope ilka Jenny Geddes Kilmarnock kind lady lassie letter lo'es Lord Madam mair Mauchline maun mind Miss monie morning Mossgiel Muse ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poetic poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scotland Scottish sing song soul stanzas sweet SYLVANDER Tarbolton tell thee There's thou thought thro TUNE verses weary weel Whigs wife wild William Burnes Willie wish worth wretch write ye'll young
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