The Works of Robert Burns: Correspondence with Mr. George Thomson, including poetry hitherto unpublishedT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1806 |
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... and characteristic Verses , by " the most admired Scottish Poets , " & c . - London , printed and sold by PRESTON , NO , 97 , Strand . one in which the Public may be congratulated in various Mr B to Mr T with" My wife's a winsome.
... and characteristic Verses , by " the most admired Scottish Poets , " & c . - London , printed and sold by PRESTON , NO , 97 , Strand . one in which the Public may be congratulated in various Mr B to Mr T with" My wife's a winsome.
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... Verses for some of the Scottish Airs , and to revise former Songs , II . Mr. B. to Mr. T. promising assistance , III . Mr. T. to Mr. B. sending some Tunes , IV . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " The Lea Rig , " and " Will ye go to the Indies ...
... Verses for some of the Scottish Airs , and to revise former Songs , II . Mr. B. to Mr. T. promising assistance , III . Mr. T. to Mr. B. sending some Tunes , IV . Mr. B. to Mr. T. with " The Lea Rig , " and " Will ye go to the Indies ...
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... verses ; and hence , some charming melodies are united to mere nonsense and doggerel , while others are accommodated with rhymes so loose and in- delicate , as cannot be sung in decent company . To remove this reproach , would be an ...
... verses ; and hence , some charming melodies are united to mere nonsense and doggerel , while others are accommodated with rhymes so loose and in- delicate , as cannot be sung in decent company . To remove this reproach , would be an ...
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... verses , there is , on my part , an end of the matter . Whether in the simplicity of the ballad , or the pathos of the song , I can only hope to please myself in being allowed at least a sprinkling of our native tongue . English verses ...
... verses , there is , on my part , an end of the matter . Whether in the simplicity of the ballad , or the pathos of the song , I can only hope to please myself in being allowed at least a sprinkling of our native tongue . English verses ...
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... verses , that have merit , very eligible , wherever new verses are necessary ; because the English becomes every year , more and more , the language of Scotland ; but , if you mean that no English verses , except those by Scottish ...
... verses , that have merit , very eligible , wherever new verses are necessary ; because the English becomes every year , more and more , the language of Scotland ; but , if you mean that no English verses , except those by Scottish ...
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