The Complete Poetical Works of Robert BurnsD. Appleton, 1869 - 612 страница |
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... dead to the poetry of Burns , is to be dead to Nature itself . In reprinting the poetical works of one so distin- guished in British literature , the Publishers consid- ered it their duty to collate the various editions of his works ...
... dead to the poetry of Burns , is to be dead to Nature itself . In reprinting the poetical works of one so distin- guished in British literature , the Publishers consid- ered it their duty to collate the various editions of his works ...
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... dead Honest Will's to Heaven gane .... 808 Here lies a mock Marquis , whose titles were shamm'd .. 844 607 848 844 844 343 609 Here where the Scottish Muse immortal lives 281 339 612 How cold is that bosom which folly once fired . How ...
... dead Honest Will's to Heaven gane .... 808 Here lies a mock Marquis , whose titles were shamm'd .. 844 607 848 844 844 343 609 Here where the Scottish Muse immortal lives 281 339 612 How cold is that bosom which folly once fired . How ...
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... Dead March in Saul : and three volleys fired over his grave marked the return of Burns to his parent earth ! The spectacle was in a high degree grand and solemn , and accord- ing with the general sentiments of sympathy and sorrow which ...
... Dead March in Saul : and three volleys fired over his grave marked the return of Burns to his parent earth ! The spectacle was in a high degree grand and solemn , and accord- ing with the general sentiments of sympathy and sorrow which ...
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... dead , though unbudded ; nor did he leave it till it was covered with bloom and beauty . He sharpened the sarcasm , deepened the passion , heightened the humor , and abated the indelicacy of his country's lyrics . " To Burns's ear ...
... dead , though unbudded ; nor did he leave it till it was covered with bloom and beauty . He sharpened the sarcasm , deepened the passion , heightened the humor , and abated the indelicacy of his country's lyrics . " To Burns's ear ...
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... dead , That ever breathed the soothing strain ! As green thy towering pines may grow , As clear thy streams may speed along , As bright thy summer suns may glow , As gayly charm thy feathery throng ; But now , unheeded is the song , And ...
... dead , That ever breathed the soothing strain ! As green thy towering pines may grow , As clear thy streams may speed along , As bright thy summer suns may glow , As gayly charm thy feathery throng ; But now , unheeded is the song , And ...
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aboon amang auld auld lang syne baith banks Bard birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blythe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns cauld charms claut dear dearest dearie Deil Dumfries e'en e'er fair Farewell fate Fête Champêtre flowers frae glen grace gude hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest ilka laddie lassie lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun monie morning Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre pleasure Poet Poet's poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotland Scottish sing skelpin sodger song soul sparklin sweet syne taen tear tell thee There's thou hast thro thyme TUNE-The verses wander weary weel whistle whyles wife wild Willie wind winna Ye'll young
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Страница 298 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Страница 347 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Страница 110 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! 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.
Страница 106 - 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 108 - 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 !* he says, with solemn air.
Страница 487 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Страница 205 - 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. If I'm designed yon lordling's slave — By nature's law designed, Why was an independent wish E'er planted in my mind ? If not, why am I subject to His cruelty or scorn ? Or why has man the will and power To make his fellow mourn...
Страница 378 - THAT AND A' THAT" 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 569 - IT was a' for our rightfu' king We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' king "We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; "We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Страница 93 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the Rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether Time nor Tide, The hour approaches Tarn maun ride ; That hour, o...