The poetical works of Robert Burns, Издање 351Bell, 1870 |
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... round the walls of his cave . I saw my father's situation entailed on me perpetual labour . The only two openings by which I could enter the temple of Fortune were the gate of niggardly economy , or the path of little chicaning bargain ...
... round the walls of his cave . I saw my father's situation entailed on me perpetual labour . The only two openings by which I could enter the temple of Fortune were the gate of niggardly economy , or the path of little chicaning bargain ...
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... round my father's head ; and , what was worst of all , he was visibly far gone in a consumption ; and , to crown my distresses , a belle fille whom I adored , and who had pledged her soul to meet me in the field of matrimony , jilted me ...
... round my father's head ; and , what was worst of all , he was visibly far gone in a consumption ; and , to crown my distresses , a belle fille whom I adored , and who had pledged her soul to meet me in the field of matrimony , jilted me ...
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... round his path , and an accidental circumstance , which occurred in the January of 1796 , brought physical suffering also on the sad struggling years of the great Scottish Poet . He had sat late one evening at the Globe Tavern , and on ...
... round his path , and an accidental circumstance , which occurred in the January of 1796 , brought physical suffering also on the sad struggling years of the great Scottish Poet . He had sat late one evening at the Globe Tavern , and on ...
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... round , And sage experience bids me this declare- " If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare , One cordial in this melancholy vale , ' Tis when a youthful , loving , modest pair , In other's arms breathe out the tender tale , 3 ...
... round , And sage experience bids me this declare- " If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare , One cordial in this melancholy vale , ' Tis when a youthful , loving , modest pair , In other's arms breathe out the tender tale , 3 ...
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Robert Burns. The cheerfu ' supper done , wi ' serious face , They round the ingle form a circle wide ; The sire turns o'er , wi ' patriarchal grace , The big ha ' Bible , ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside ...
Robert Burns. The cheerfu ' supper done , wi ' serious face , They round the ingle form a circle wide ; The sire turns o'er , wi ' patriarchal grace , The big ha ' Bible , ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside ...
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aboon amang auld baith banks bard birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blithe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns canna cauld charms CHORUS de'il dear dearie Dumfries e'en e'er EPISTLE fair Farewell fate flowers frae GAVIN HAMILTON gi'e grace guid ha'e hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka ither Jamie John Barleycorn Kilmarnock laddie laird lassie lo'e Lord Mauchline maun mony morn mourn Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure Poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotland Scots Scottish sigh sing skelpin sodger song soul sparklin sweet ta'en Tarbolton tear tell thee There's thou tune unco verses wander weary weel Whare Whigs whistle whyles wild Willie wind Ye'll young
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