The Works of Robert Burns: Correspondence with Mr. George Thomson, including poetry hitherto unpublishedT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1806 |
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... the business , if I am called on for my strictures and amend- ments - I say , amendments ; for I will not alter ex- cept where I myself at least think that I amend . As As to any remuneration , you may think my songs 4.
... the business , if I am called on for my strictures and amend- ments - I say , amendments ; for I will not alter ex- cept where I myself at least think that I amend . As As to any remuneration , you may think my songs 4.
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... to serve you with the same assi- duity . In the printed copy of my Nanie O , the name of the river is horridly prosaic . I will alter it , " Behind yon hills where Lugar flows . " Girvan is the name of the river that suits the Girvan 10.
... to serve you with the same assi- duity . In the printed copy of my Nanie O , the name of the river is horridly prosaic . I will alter it , " Behind yon hills where Lugar flows . " Girvan is the name of the river that suits the Girvan 10.
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... alter Bonie Leslie . You are right , the word " Alexander " makes the line a little uncouth , but I think the thought is pretty . Of Alexander , beyond all other heroes , it may be said , in the sublime lan- guage of scripture , that ...
... alter Bonie Leslie . You are right , the word " Alexander " makes the line a little uncouth , but I think the thought is pretty . Of Alexander , beyond all other heroes , it may be said , in the sublime lan- guage of scripture , that ...
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... alter'd voice , quoth I , sweet lass , Sweet as yon hawthorn's blossom , O ! happy , happy may he be , That's dearest to thy bosom ! My purse is light , I've far to gang , And fain would be thy lodger ; I've serv'd my king and country ...
... alter'd voice , quoth I , sweet lass , Sweet as yon hawthorn's blossom , O ! happy , happy may he be , That's dearest to thy bosom ! My purse is light , I've far to gang , And fain would be thy lodger ; I've serv'd my king and country ...
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... alter the name " Adonis . " Were there ever such banns published , as a pur- pose of marriage between Adonis and Mary ? I agree with you that my song , There's nought but care on every hand , is much superior to Poortith cauld , The ...
... alter the name " Adonis . " Were there ever such banns published , as a pur- pose of marriage between Adonis and Mary ? I agree with you that my song , There's nought but care on every hand , is much superior to Poortith cauld , The ...
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Страница 126 - 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 331 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Страница 17 - 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 293 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the West, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Страница 217 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a
Страница 122 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
Страница 216 - 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 343 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a...
Страница 42 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw ; Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd, and said amang them a', "Ye are na Mary Morison.
Страница 302 - JOHN ANDERSON MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...