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... RECITATIVO . Then neist outspak a raucle carlin , Wha kent fu ' weel to cleek the sterling , For mouie a pursie she had hooked , And had in mony a well been ducked . Her dove had been a Highland laddie , But weary 54 THE POETICAL WORKS OF.
... RECITATIVO . Then neist outspak a raucle carlin , Wha kent fu ' weel to cleek the sterling , For mouie a pursie she had hooked , And had in mony a well been ducked . Her dove had been a Highland laddie , But weary 54 THE POETICAL WORKS OF.
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... mony a gate At mony a house . " " Ay , ay ! " quo ' he , an ' shook his head , " It's e'en a lang , lang time indeed Sin ' I began to nick the thread , An ' choke the breath : Folk maun do something for their bread , An ' sae maun Death ...
... mony a gate At mony a house . " " Ay , ay ! " quo ' he , an ' shook his head , " It's e'en a lang , lang time indeed Sin ' I began to nick the thread , An ' choke the breath : Folk maun do something for their bread , An ' sae maun Death ...
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... mony a gallant heart ; But Doctor Hornbook , wi ' his art And cursed skill , Has made them baith not worth a f ― t , Damn'd haet they'll kill . " ' Twas but yestreen , nae farther gaen , I threw a noble throw at ane ; Wi ' less , I'm ...
... mony a gallant heart ; But Doctor Hornbook , wi ' his art And cursed skill , Has made them baith not worth a f ― t , Damn'd haet they'll kill . " ' Twas but yestreen , nae farther gaen , I threw a noble throw at ane ; Wi ' less , I'm ...
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... mony mae . " " Waes me for Johnny Ged's - Hole ' now , " Quo ' I , " If that thae news be true ! His braw calf - ward whare gowans grew , Sae white and bonie , Nae doubt they'll rive it wi ' the plew ; They'll ruin Johnnie ! " The ...
... mony mae . " " Waes me for Johnny Ged's - Hole ' now , " Quo ' I , " If that thae news be true ! His braw calf - ward whare gowans grew , Sae white and bonie , Nae doubt they'll rive it wi ' the plew ; They'll ruin Johnnie ! " The ...
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... mony a ane that I could tell , Wha fain would openly rebel , Forbye turn - coats amang oursel , There's Smith for ane , I doubt he's but a grey - nick quill , An ' that ye'll fin ' . O ! a ' ye flocks o'er a ' the hills , By mosses ...
... mony a ane that I could tell , Wha fain would openly rebel , Forbye turn - coats amang oursel , There's Smith for ane , I doubt he's but a grey - nick quill , An ' that ye'll fin ' . O ! a ' ye flocks o'er a ' the hills , By mosses ...
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Страница 515 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was f u...
Страница 163 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies...
Страница 134 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...
Страница 158 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Страница 485 - Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise ; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Страница 159 - 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 157 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Страница 515 - Ye banks, and braes, and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ' ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Страница 160 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Страница 45 - THOU, unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear ! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear! If I have wander'd in those paths Of life I ought to shun; — As something, loudly in my breast, Remonstrates I have done; — Thou know'st that Thou hast formed me With passions wild and strong; And list'ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong.