The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With Critical and Biographical NoticesPorter & Coates, 1876 - 604 страница |
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... O'er the Water to Charlie A Rosebud by my early walk Rattlin ' , roarin ' Willie . • 414 Gudeen to you , Kimmer . 415 Ah , Chloris , since it may na be 416 Eppie M'Nab · 417 Wha is that at my bower - door 418 What can a young lassie do ...
... O'er the Water to Charlie A Rosebud by my early walk Rattlin ' , roarin ' Willie . • 414 Gudeen to you , Kimmer . 415 Ah , Chloris , since it may na be 416 Eppie M'Nab · 417 Wha is that at my bower - door 418 What can a young lassie do ...
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... o'er his French ragout , Or olio that wad staw a sow , Or fricassee wad mak her spew Wi ' perfect sconner , Looks down wi ' sneering , scornfu ' view On sic a dinner ? Poor devil ! see him owre his trash , As feckless as a wither'd rash ...
... o'er his French ragout , Or olio that wad staw a sow , Or fricassee wad mak her spew Wi ' perfect sconner , Looks down wi ' sneering , scornfu ' view On sic a dinner ? Poor devil ! see him owre his trash , As feckless as a wither'd rash ...
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... o'er a land ! Even in the peaceful rural vale , Truth , weeping , tells the mournful tale , How pamper'd luxury , flattery by her side , The parasite empoisoning her ear , With all the servile wretches in the rear , Looks o'er proud ...
... o'er a land ! Even in the peaceful rural vale , Truth , weeping , tells the mournful tale , How pamper'd luxury , flattery by her side , The parasite empoisoning her ear , With all the servile wretches in the rear , Looks o'er proud ...
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... o'er the lave o't . " Let me ryke up to dight that tear , And go wi ' me and be my dear , And then your every care and fear May whistle owre the lave o't . CHORUS . I am a fiddler to my trade , An ' a ' the tunes that e'er I play'd ...
... o'er the lave o't . " Let me ryke up to dight that tear , And go wi ' me and be my dear , And then your every care and fear May whistle owre the lave o't . CHORUS . I am a fiddler to my trade , An ' a ' the tunes that e'er I play'd ...
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... o'er a ' the hills , By mosses , meadows , moors , and fells , Come , join your counsel and your skills And get the brutes the To cow the lairds , powers themsels To choose their herds ; Then Orthodoxy yet may prance , And Learning in a ...
... o'er a ' the hills , By mosses , meadows , moors , and fells , Come , join your counsel and your skills And get the brutes the To cow the lairds , powers themsels To choose their herds ; Then Orthodoxy yet may prance , And Learning in a ...
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aboon amang auld baith banks bard birks of Aberfeldy blaw blest bonnie lass bosom braes braw canna charms dear dearie death deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ellisland ev'ry fair Farewell Fintray flower frae Gavin Hamilton glen grace gude hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka Jacobite Jamie John John Barleycorn Kilmarnock laddie lady lassie lo'es Lord luve Mauchline maun meikle mony morning muse Museum nae mair ne'er never night Nith o'er owre pleasure Poem poet poet's poor pride rhyme roar says Burns Scotland sing skelpin song soul strain sweet tear thee There's Thomson thou thro thyme Tune Tune-"The twa sparkling roguish unco verses weary weel Whigs whistle whyles wild Willie wind winna ye go ye'll ye're young
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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.