The Works of Robert Burns: Containing His LifeJudd, Loomis, 1837 - 425 страница |
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... hour the Boat arrives , 195 Fairest Mail on Devon Banks , 200 Beware of Bonnie Ann , 192 | Fate gave the Word , 200 Beyond thee , Dearic ,. 195 For the sake of Somebody , 200 By the hae I been on yon Hill .. 195 Forlorn my Love , 201 ...
... hour the Boat arrives , 195 Fairest Mail on Devon Banks , 200 Beware of Bonnie Ann , 192 | Fate gave the Word , 200 Beyond thee , Dearic ,. 195 For the sake of Somebody , 200 By the hae I been on yon Hill .. 195 Forlorn my Love , 201 ...
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... hour the Boat arrives , " to the Highland Air " Oran gaoil , " 406 From Mr. Thomson- " Bruce's Address " -the Air " Lewis Gordon " better for it than " * Hey tuttie tatic " -verbal criticisms , ... From the Poet - additional Verses to ...
... hour the Boat arrives , " to the Highland Air " Oran gaoil , " 406 From Mr. Thomson- " Bruce's Address " -the Air " Lewis Gordon " better for it than " * Hey tuttie tatic " -verbal criticisms , ... From the Poet - additional Verses to ...
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... hour , in my nocturnal rambles , I sometimes keep a sharp look - out in suspicious places ; and though nobody can be more sceptical than I am in such matters , yet it often takes an ef- fort of philosophy to shake off these idle terrors ...
... hour , in my nocturnal rambles , I sometimes keep a sharp look - out in suspicious places ; and though nobody can be more sceptical than I am in such matters , yet it often takes an ef- fort of philosophy to shake off these idle terrors ...
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... hour I never recollect it but my heart melts , my blood sallies , at the remembrance . " ( MS . Memorandum book , August 1783. ) In his first epistle to Lapraik ( 1785 ) he says- " Amaist as soon as I could spell , I to the crambo ...
... hour I never recollect it but my heart melts , my blood sallies , at the remembrance . " ( MS . Memorandum book , August 1783. ) In his first epistle to Lapraik ( 1785 ) he says- " Amaist as soon as I could spell , I to the crambo ...
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... hour or two beneath the harvest moon , or , if the weather be severe , ( a circumstance which never prevents the Journey from being accomplished ) , amidst the sheaves of her father's barn . This chappin ' out , " as they call it , is a ...
... hour or two beneath the harvest moon , or , if the weather be severe , ( a circumstance which never prevents the Journey from being accomplished ) , amidst the sheaves of her father's barn . This chappin ' out , " as they call it , is a ...
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Страница 184 - I'll wage thee! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met - or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Страница 52 - Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' blude red-rusted ; Five scymitars, wi' murder crusted ; A garter, which a babe had strangled ; A knife, a father's throat had mangled, Whom his ain son o...
Страница 36 - mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, "When upward-springing, blythe, to greet, The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High shelt'ring woods and wa's maun shield ; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field Unseen, alane.
Страница 52 - Kate soon will be a woefu' woman! Now, do thy speedy utmost, Meg, And win the key-stane of the brig; There, at them thou thy tail may toss, A running stream they dare na cross! But ere the key-stane she could make, The fient a tail she had to shake: For Nannie, far before the rest, Hard upon noble Maggie prest, And flew at Tam wi' furious ettle; But little wist she Maggie's mettle!
Страница xiv - In short, she, altogether unwittingly to herself, initiated me in that delicious passion, which, in spite of acid disappointment, gin-horse prudence, and book-worm philosophy, I hold to be the first of human joys, our dearest blessing here below...
Страница 42 - A set o' dull conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An' syne they think to climb Parnassus By dint o
Страница 54 - Is there a man, whose judgment clear Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave ; Here pause— and, through the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor inhabitant below Was quick to learn, and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame ; But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit...
Страница 33 - 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 208 - MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Страница xlviii - His person was strong and robust : his manners rustic, not clownish ; a sort of dignified plainness and simplicity, which received part of its effect perhaps from one's knowledge of his extraordinary talents. His features are represented in Mr Nasmyth's picture, but to me it conveys the idea that they are diminished as if seen in perspective. I think his countenance was more massive than it looks in any of the portraits.