Poems, Songs, and Letters: Being the Complete Works of Robert Burns, Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities with Glossarial Index and a Biographical MemoirMacmillan and Company, 1868 - 636 страница |
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... song and jest , as well as with sword and spear , and sometimes more effectively . Hudibras and Worcester are flung into opposite scales , and make the balance even . From training and temperament , Burns was an enemy of the Auld Light ...
... song and jest , as well as with sword and spear , and sometimes more effectively . Hudibras and Worcester are flung into opposite scales , and make the balance even . From training and temperament , Burns was an enemy of the Auld Light ...
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... song , we learn that through all that time she had never been forgotten . Jean was approaching her confinement , and having heard that Mr. Armour was about to resort to legal measures to force him to maintain his expected progeny- an ...
... song , we learn that through all that time she had never been forgotten . Jean was approaching her confinement , and having heard that Mr. Armour was about to resort to legal measures to force him to maintain his expected progeny- an ...
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... song of immortal sweetness . His letters at this time are full of his disease , his gloomy prospects , his straitened circumstances . In July he went to Brow , a sea - bathing village on the Solway , where Mrs. Riddel was then residing ...
... song of immortal sweetness . His letters at this time are full of his disease , his gloomy prospects , his straitened circumstances . In July he went to Brow , a sea - bathing village on the Solway , where Mrs. Riddel was then residing ...
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... song- genius you have seen . I tried my hand on Rothemurchie this morning . The measure is so difficult , that it is impossible to infuse much genius into the lines ; they are on the other side . Forgive , forgive me ! " This was ...
... song- genius you have seen . I tried my hand on Rothemurchie this morning . The measure is so difficult , that it is impossible to infuse much genius into the lines ; they are on the other side . Forgive , forgive me ! " This was ...
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... Song ; he added to it all that it has of best and rarest . Since his day , no countryman of his , whatever may be his mood , need be visited by a sense of solitariness , or ache with a pent - up feeling . If he is glad , he will find a song ...
... Song ; he added to it all that it has of best and rarest . Since his day , no countryman of his , whatever may be his mood , need be visited by a sense of solitariness , or ache with a pent - up feeling . If he is glad , he will find a song ...
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amang auld Ayrshire Bard blast blest bonie lass bosom braes braw Burns canna cauld charms Clarinda dare DEAR SIR dearest dearie Deil Dumfries DUNLOP e'en e'er Edinburgh ELLISLAND ev'ry fair Farewell fate Fête Champêtre frae Gavin Hamilton grace gude hame happy heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour hope humble ilka Jenny Geddes Kilmarnock laddie lady lassie letter lo'es Lord Madam Mauchline maun mind Miss monie morning Mossgiel Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poetic poor pride rhyme ROBERT BURNS Scotland Scottish sing skelpin song soul stanza sweet SYLVANDER tear tell thee There's thou thro TUNE verses weary weel Whigs whyles wild Willie wish wretch ye'll ye're young
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Страница 65 - 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 !
Страница 228 - SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Страница 67 - An honest man's the noblest work of God " ; " And certes, in fair Virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? — a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined!
Страница 230 - Their tinsel show, and a' that ; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men, for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that ; Tho' hundreds worship at his word. He's but a coof. for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that, The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Страница 56 - WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie ! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' bickering brattle! I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee, Wi' murd'ring pattle! I'm truly sorry man's dominion Has broken Nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle, At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An
Страница 239 - 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.' O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die? Or canst thou break that heart of his, Whase only faut is loving thee ? If love for love thou wilt na gie, At least be pity to me shown ! A thought ungentle canna be The thought o
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Страница 64 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
Страница 208 - Thou minds me o' the happy days, When my fause luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird, That sings beside thy mate; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o
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