The poetical works and letters of Robert BurnsGall & Inglis, 1859 - 642 страница |
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... live and move " Willie Stewart 190 190 190 · 190 191 • 192 • 193 195 195 195 • 195 To Miss Jessy Lewars Verses to John M'Murdo , Esq . On seeing Mrs Kemble in Yarico To Mr Syme , with a present of a dozen of porter 195 • • 196 196 • 196 ...
... live and move " Willie Stewart 190 190 190 · 190 191 • 192 • 193 195 195 195 • 195 To Miss Jessy Lewars Verses to John M'Murdo , Esq . On seeing Mrs Kemble in Yarico To Mr Syme , with a present of a dozen of porter 195 • • 196 196 • 196 ...
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... live by soups o ' drink Adieu ! a heart - warm fond adieu ! 221 Adown winding Nith • 89 272 . Ae fond kiss , and then we sever 246 Again rejoicing nature sees 218 A Highland lad my love was born 215 Ah , Chloris since it may na ' be 335 ...
... live by soups o ' drink Adieu ! a heart - warm fond adieu ! 221 Adown winding Nith • 89 272 . Ae fond kiss , and then we sever 246 Again rejoicing nature sees 218 A Highland lad my love was born 215 Ah , Chloris since it may na ' be 335 ...
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... live O a ' the arts the wind can blaw O bonnie was yon rosy brier O cam ye here the fight to shun O aye my wife she dang me O guid ale comes 195 Searching auld wives barrels Shame on ungrateful man . 113 99 Sir , as your mandate did ...
... live O a ' the arts the wind can blaw O bonnie was yon rosy brier O cam ye here the fight to shun O aye my wife she dang me O guid ale comes 195 Searching auld wives barrels Shame on ungrateful man . 113 99 Sir , as your mandate did ...
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... live ye , my bonnie lass With Pegasus upon a day 140 Wow , but your letter • 148 279 327 331 328 329 The heather was blooming 330 There's a youth in this city 332 The sun he is sunk in the west 336 True - hearted was he 264 208 257 317 ...
... live ye , my bonnie lass With Pegasus upon a day 140 Wow , but your letter • 148 279 327 331 328 329 The heather was blooming 330 There's a youth in this city 332 The sun he is sunk in the west 336 True - hearted was he 264 208 257 317 ...
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... live to be a beast , To pit some havins in his breast ! " And warn him , what I winna name , To stay content wi ' yowes at hame ; And no to rin and wear his cloots , Like ither menseless , graceless brutes . " And neist my yowie , silly ...
... live to be a beast , To pit some havins in his breast ! " And warn him , what I winna name , To stay content wi ' yowes at hame ; And no to rin and wear his cloots , Like ither menseless , graceless brutes . " And neist my yowie , silly ...
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aboon aith amang ance auld baith bard Beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lasses bosom braes braw breast BRIG Burns cauld charms chiel daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre FINTRY fortune's frae gies grace grief groan guid hame heart Heaven honest honour ither Kilmarnock lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er Oh Thou owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotia's Scotland sing sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en tears tell thee thegither There's toil unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna woes wretch Ye'll ye're
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Страница 2 - Then, kneeling down, to heaven's eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs "exulting on triumphant wing," * That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Страница 2 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Страница 271 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Страница 260 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!
Страница 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Страница 2 - And oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Страница 271 - IS there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Страница 133 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Страница 147 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Страница xxxvii - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...