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... mark , so seldom visible in his genuine addresses , of being a work of elaboration and calculated effect the styles of other writers , the circumstances of a dif- ferent class , are too often before him in producing them ; and he had ...
... mark , so seldom visible in his genuine addresses , of being a work of elaboration and calculated effect the styles of other writers , the circumstances of a dif- ferent class , are too often before him in producing them ; and he had ...
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... mark of friendship kind ” . To a Mountain Daisy Lament " Oh thou pale orb " Despondency - An Ode To Ruin To Gavin Hamilton Epistle to a Young Friend A Dream On a Scotch Bard , gone to the West Indies A Bard's Epitaph A Dedication to ...
... mark of friendship kind ” . To a Mountain Daisy Lament " Oh thou pale orb " Despondency - An Ode To Ruin To Gavin Hamilton Epistle to a Young Friend A Dream On a Scotch Bard , gone to the West Indies A Bard's Epitaph A Dedication to ...
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... Mark how Green the Groves It was the Charming Month of May Lassie wi ' the Lint - white Locks Philly and Willy Contented wi ' Little Canst thou Leave me thus , my Katy For a ' That , and a ' That · O Lassie , art thou Sleeping yet ...
... Mark how Green the Groves It was the Charming Month of May Lassie wi ' the Lint - white Locks Philly and Willy Contented wi ' Little Canst thou Leave me thus , my Katy For a ' That , and a ' That · O Lassie , art thou Sleeping yet ...
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... Mark yonder pomp 1 Husband , husband cease How can my poor heart be glad 282 How long and dreary is the night 285 How cruel are the parents I am a keeper of the law I call no goddess to inspire 169 I gat your letter , winsome Willie 29 ...
... Mark yonder pomp 1 Husband , husband cease How can my poor heart be glad 282 How long and dreary is the night 285 How cruel are the parents I am a keeper of the law I call no goddess to inspire 169 I gat your letter , winsome Willie 29 ...
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... mark The simple bard · 53 78 100 This wat ye all whom it concerns 105 The lamp of day 118 Thou whom chance 136 Thou ling'ring star 147 There were five carlines 150 O were my love yon lilac fair O whistle , and I'll come to ye O wer't ...
... mark The simple bard · 53 78 100 This wat ye all whom it concerns 105 The lamp of day 118 Thou whom chance 136 Thou ling'ring star 147 There were five carlines 150 O were my love yon lilac fair O whistle , and I'll come to ye O wer't ...
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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...