The life and works of Robert Burns, ed. by R. Chambers. Libr. ed, Том 1Chambers, 1856 |
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... , a 255 A Prayer for Mary , a 256 SONG - Will ye go to the Indies , my Mary ? e 257 ANOTHER INAMORATA , MISS ELiza Miller , 258 SONG - From thee , Eliza , a 258 JEAN ARMOUR - Letter to David Brice , JUNE 12 xii CONTENTS .
... , a 255 A Prayer for Mary , a 256 SONG - Will ye go to the Indies , my Mary ? e 257 ANOTHER INAMORATA , MISS ELiza Miller , 258 SONG - From thee , Eliza , a 258 JEAN ARMOUR - Letter to David Brice , JUNE 12 xii CONTENTS .
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... thee I mean to live ; and certainly , if any person who knew the two boys had been asked which of them was the most likely to court the Muses , he would surely never have guessed that Robert had a propensity of that kind . ' In the year ...
... thee I mean to live ; and certainly , if any person who knew the two boys had been asked which of them was the most likely to court the Muses , he would surely never have guessed that Robert had a propensity of that kind . ' In the year ...
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... thee , wi ' a ' thy thousan ' mark ; Ye need na look sae high . direction wealth learning The following off - hand verses can scarcely be considered as a song , and they are strikingly inferior to his average efforts ; yet , as ...
... thee , wi ' a ' thy thousan ' mark ; Ye need na look sae high . direction wealth learning The following off - hand verses can scarcely be considered as a song , and they are strikingly inferior to his average efforts ; yet , as ...
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... Thee Are all Thy works below . Thy creature here before Thee stands , All wretched and distrest ; Yet sure those ills that wring my soul Obey Thy high behest . Sure Thou , Almighty , canst not act From cruelty or wrath ! Oh free my ...
... Thee Are all Thy works below . Thy creature here before Thee stands , All wretched and distrest ; Yet sure those ills that wring my soul Obey Thy high behest . Sure Thou , Almighty , canst not act From cruelty or wrath ! Oh free my ...
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... thee frae a tether string ; Oh , may thou ne'er forgather up Wi ' ony blastit , moorland toop , But aye keep mind to moop and mell Wi ' sheep o ' credit like thysel . · And now , my bairns , wi ' my last breath I lea'e my blessin ' wi ...
... thee frae a tether string ; Oh , may thou ne'er forgather up Wi ' ony blastit , moorland toop , But aye keep mind to moop and mell Wi ' sheep o ' credit like thysel . · And now , my bairns , wi ' my last breath I lea'e my blessin ' wi ...
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acquaintance addressed afterwards appears auld bard bonny brother Burns called character circumstances copy dear death doubt Edinburgh edition expression face fair father fear feelings fortune frae Gilbert give guid Hamilton hand happy head hear heart Highland honour hope hour humble James John kind lady lasses late leave letter light lived look Lord mair manner Mauchline meet mind Miss Muse nature never night o'er owre perhaps person pleasure poem poet poet's poor present pride regarding remarkable respect Robert says scene Scotland Scottish seems seen sing song sweet tell thee thou thought till took turned verses wish write young
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