The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With Notes, Glossary, Index of First Lines, and Chronological ListH. Frowde, 1896 - 635 Seiten |
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... Lassie Tibbie , I hae seen the Day Tam Glen Contented wi ' Little Whistle , and I'll come to you , my Lad True - hearted was he Meg o ' the Mill Open the door to me , oh My ain Kind Dearie O , . Auld Rob Morris O , for Ane an ' Twenty ...
... Lassie Tibbie , I hae seen the Day Tam Glen Contented wi ' Little Whistle , and I'll come to you , my Lad True - hearted was he Meg o ' the Mill Open the door to me , oh My ain Kind Dearie O , . Auld Rob Morris O , for Ane an ' Twenty ...
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... Lassie yet Does Haughty Gaul The Day returns PAGE 366 366 • 366 367 • 368 O May , thy Morn There ' ll never be Peace Fareweel to a ' our Scottish Fame Will ye go to the Indies , my Mary The Bonnie Lad that's Far Away Yestreen I had a ...
... Lassie yet Does Haughty Gaul The Day returns PAGE 366 366 • 366 367 • 368 O May , thy Morn There ' ll never be Peace Fareweel to a ' our Scottish Fame Will ye go to the Indies , my Mary The Bonnie Lad that's Far Away Yestreen I had a ...
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... lassie , all alone ' The Highland Lassie Mark yonder Pomp I see a Form , I see a Face O Bonnie was yon Rosy Brier Sweet fa's the Eve on Craigie - burn O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet ? Their Groves o ' Sweet Myrtle The Banks of Nith ...
... lassie , all alone ' The Highland Lassie Mark yonder Pomp I see a Form , I see a Face O Bonnie was yon Rosy Brier Sweet fa's the Eve on Craigie - burn O Lassie , art thou sleeping yet ? Their Groves o ' Sweet Myrtle The Banks of Nith ...
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... lassie she had worn , In longitude tho ' sorely scanty , It was her best , and she was vauntie . Ah ! little kent thy reverend grannie That sark she coft for her wee Nannie Wi ' twa pund Scots ( ' twas a ' her riches ) Wad ever grac'd a ...
... lassie she had worn , In longitude tho ' sorely scanty , It was her best , and she was vauntie . Ah ! little kent thy reverend grannie That sark she coft for her wee Nannie Wi ' twa pund Scots ( ' twas a ' her riches ) Wad ever grac'd a ...
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... right eneugh ; A country lassie at her wheel , Her dizzens done , she's unco weel ; But gentlemen , an ' ladies warst , Wi ' ev'ndown want o ' wark are curst . 170 180 190 200 They loiter , lounging , lank , and lazy ; C 5 The Twa Dogs .
... right eneugh ; A country lassie at her wheel , Her dizzens done , she's unco weel ; But gentlemen , an ' ladies warst , Wi ' ev'ndown want o ' wark are curst . 170 180 190 200 They loiter , lounging , lank , and lazy ; C 5 The Twa Dogs .
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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 canna cauld charms dear dearie Deil e'en e'er EPITAPH Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell fate Fête Champêtre flower fortune's frae Gala Water GAVIN HAMILTON glen grace gude hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest ilka Jamie Kilmarnock laddie laird lassie lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun meikle mony morn Muse nae mair nane ne'er never night o'er owre pleasure poem poet poor pride roar sang Scotland sing soul sweet syne tear tell thee There's thine thro thyme unco wander weary weel Whigs whyles wild Willie wind winna wooing o't ye'll ye're young ΙΟ
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Seite 310 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Seite 318 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Seite 107 - An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till crash ! the cruel coulter past, Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o
Seite 111 - O Death ! the poor man's dearest friend . The kindest and the best ! Welcome the hour my aged limbs Are laid with thee at rest ! The Great, the wealthy fear thy blow, From pomp and pleasure torn ; But, Oh! a blest relief to those That weary-laden mourn...
Seite 28 - When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's every grace, except the heart ! The Power, incensed, the pageant will desert, The pompous strain, the sacerdotal stole ; But, haply, in some cottage far apart, May hear, well pleased, the language of the soul; And in His book of life the inmates poor enrol.
Seite 310 - 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
Seite 26 - 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 !
Seite 25 - 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...
Seite 27 - 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.
Seite 143 - Is there a man whose judgment clear, Can others teach the course to steer, Yet runs, himself, life's mad career, Wild as the wave ; Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave.