The Beauties of Burns: Consisting of Selections from His Poems and LettersT. Davison, 1826 - 212 страница |
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... night , within the ancient brugh of Ayr , By whim inspired , or haply prest wi ' care , He left his bed , and took his wayward route , And down by Simpson's * wheel'd the left about : ( Whether impell'd by all - directing Fate , To ...
... night , within the ancient brugh of Ayr , By whim inspired , or haply prest wi ' care , He left his bed , and took his wayward route , And down by Simpson's * wheel'd the left about : ( Whether impell'd by all - directing Fate , To ...
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... night dash'd hoarse along the shore ; All else was hush'd as Nature's closed ee ; The silent moon shone high o'er tower and tree : The chilly frost , beneath the silver beam , Crept , gently - crusting , owre the glittering stream ...
... night dash'd hoarse along the shore ; All else was hush'd as Nature's closed ee ; The silent moon shone high o'er tower and tree : The chilly frost , beneath the silver beam , Crept , gently - crusting , owre the glittering stream ...
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... NIGHT . TO R. A **** , ESQ . INSCRIBED My loved , my honour'd , much respected friend ! No mercenary bard his homage pays ; With honest pride I scorn each selfish end ; My dearest meed , a friend's esteem and praise : To you I sing , in ...
... NIGHT . TO R. A **** , ESQ . INSCRIBED My loved , my honour'd , much respected friend ! No mercenary bard his homage pays ; With honest pride I scorn each selfish end ; My dearest meed , a friend's esteem and praise : To you I sing , in ...
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... sight , to jauk or play : An ' oh ! be sure to fear the Lord alway ! An ' mind your duty , duly , morn an ' night , Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray , Implore his counsel and assisting might : They never sought BURNS . 11.
... sight , to jauk or play : An ' oh ! be sure to fear the Lord alway ! An ' mind your duty , duly , morn an ' night , Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray , Implore his counsel and assisting might : They never sought BURNS . 11.
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... night befell , Is just as true's the Deil's in hell Or Dublin city : That e'er he nearer comes oursel ' S a muckle pity . The Clachan yill had made me canty , I wasna fou , but just had plenty : I stacher'd whyles , but yet took tent ...
... night befell , Is just as true's the Deil's in hell Or Dublin city : That e'er he nearer comes oursel ' S a muckle pity . The Clachan yill had made me canty , I wasna fou , but just had plenty : I stacher'd whyles , but yet took tent ...
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ain dear amang ance auld bard Beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blate blaw blest bonnie Doon bosom braes braw breast BRIG brunstane canna cauld charms Cutty-sark dearest deil e'en e'er fair fate flowers fortune's frae glen green guid Halloween hame heart Heaven honest honour horse-leech hour humble ilka ither John Anderson John Barleycorn Laird lasses life's lo'es Lord Gregory luve Mailie maun mind mony morning mourn muse nae mair Nancy Nature's ne'er neebor never night o'er Out-owre owre pleasure poor posie pride rhyme roar round sang Scotland sing smile song soul stream sugh swearin sweet Syne tear tell tender thee thegither There's thou unco wander warlock weary weel Whare Whyles wild winds winter wretch Ye'll younkers
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