The poetical works of Robert Burns, ed. by C. Kent1878 |
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... Stanzas on the same Occasion . The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm Epistle to Davie , a Brother Poet The Auld Farmer's New - Year Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare Maggie A Winter Night The Poet's Welcome to his Illegitimate ...
... Stanzas on the same Occasion . The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm Epistle to Davie , a Brother Poet The Auld Farmer's New - Year Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare Maggie A Winter Night The Poet's Welcome to his Illegitimate ...
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... stanzas of the " Cotter's Saturday Night " in which his whole soul is lifted up in supplication for blessings upon Caledonia . With the quip and crank of epigram and impromptu , he passed blithely on , by easy stages , through Kelso ...
... stanzas of the " Cotter's Saturday Night " in which his whole soul is lifted up in supplication for blessings upon Caledonia . With the quip and crank of epigram and impromptu , he passed blithely on , by easy stages , through Kelso ...
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... stanzas of the National Anthem by shouting out “ Ça ira ! " Similarly he outraged popular feeling , upon another occasion , by presenting to the public library of the town a copy of " De Lolme , " upon the flyleaf of which he had ...
... stanzas of the National Anthem by shouting out “ Ça ira ! " Similarly he outraged popular feeling , upon another occasion , by presenting to the public library of the town a copy of " De Lolme , " upon the flyleaf of which he had ...
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... STANZAS ON THE SAME OCCASION . Fain would I say , " Forgive my foul offence ! " Fain promise never more to disobey ; But , should my Author health again dispense , Again I might desert fair Virtue's way ; Again in folly's path might go ...
... STANZAS ON THE SAME OCCASION . Fain would I say , " Forgive my foul offence ! " Fain promise never more to disobey ; But , should my Author health again dispense , Again I might desert fair Virtue's way ; Again in folly's path might go ...
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... stanzas from the refrain of an old song on " The Life and Age of Man , " named by him in one of his letters to Mrs. Dunlop , a refrain running " Ah , man was made to moan ! " The wayfarer alluded to in the opening lines as having been ...
... stanzas from the refrain of an old song on " The Life and Age of Man , " named by him in one of his letters to Mrs. Dunlop , a refrain running " Ah , man was made to moan ! " The wayfarer alluded to in the opening lines as having been ...
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amang auld baith blaw blest blithe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns Burns's canna cauld charms Clarinda de'il dear dearie Dumfries e'en e'er Edinburgh Ellisland eyes fair Farewell fate flowers frae Gala Water gang Gavin Hamilton gi'e glen grace guid ha'e hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka Jacobite Jamie Jean John Johnnie Kilmarnock kiss laddie lady laird lassie lo'e Lord Mary Mauchline maun mony morning Mossgiel mourn Muse nae mair nane ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure Poet Poet's poor rhyme Robert Robert Burns sang Scotland Scots sing song stanzas sweet Syne Tarbolton tears tell thee There's thou Tune Tune-"The unco verses weary weel Whare Whigs whyles wife Willie young
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Страница 92 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre. Perhaps...
Страница 106 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
Страница 92 - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor 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; Wi...
Страница 14 - God loves from whole to parts: but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake! The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Страница 91 - MY loved, my honored, much respected friend, No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end ; My dearest meed a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's...
Страница 263 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. 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 92 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' and sae grave; Weel-pleas'd to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love ! where love like this is found : O heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — ' If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare — One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms, breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that...
Страница 344 - Our toils obscure, and a' that, The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hodden-gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a' that ; For a
Страница 181 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Страница 92 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart, A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth? Curse on his perjur'd arts ! dissembling smooth ! Are honour, virtue, conscience, all exil'd?