The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities, with Glossarial Index, and a Biographical Memoir, Volume 2Macmillan and Company, 1865 |
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... maun allow , And your friends daurna say ye hae mair , Cessnockside , And your friends daurna say ye hae mair . Daddie Auld , Daddie Auld , There's a tod i ' the fauld , A tod meikle waur than the clerk ; Tho ' ye downa do skaith , Ye ...
... maun allow , And your friends daurna say ye hae mair , Cessnockside , And your friends daurna say ye hae mair . Daddie Auld , Daddie Auld , There's a tod i ' the fauld , A tod meikle waur than the clerk ; Tho ' ye downa do skaith , Ye ...
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... maun Gae fa ' upo ' anither plan , Than garren lasses cowp the cran Clean heels owre body , And sairly thole their mither's ban Afore the howdy . This leads me on , to tell for sport , How I did wi ' the Session sort- Auld Clinkum at ...
... maun Gae fa ' upo ' anither plan , Than garren lasses cowp the cran Clean heels owre body , And sairly thole their mither's ban Afore the howdy . This leads me on , to tell for sport , How I did wi ' the Session sort- Auld Clinkum at ...
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... foe ; ' For ev'n his failings lean'd to virtue's side . ' EPITAPH ON JOHN DOVE , INNKEEPER , MAUCHLINE . Here lies Johnny Pidgeon ; What was his religion ? Wha e'er desires to ken , To some other warl ' Maun follow the carl , of Burns . 69.
... foe ; ' For ev'n his failings lean'd to virtue's side . ' EPITAPH ON JOHN DOVE , INNKEEPER , MAUCHLINE . Here lies Johnny Pidgeon ; What was his religion ? Wha e'er desires to ken , To some other warl ' Maun follow the carl , of Burns . 69.
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... Maun follow the carl , For here Johnny Pidgeon had nane ! Strong ale was ablution , - Small beer persecution , A dram was memento mori ; But a full flowing bowl Was the saving his soul , And port was celestial glory . EPITAPH ON JOHN ...
... Maun follow the carl , For here Johnny Pidgeon had nane ! Strong ale was ablution , - Small beer persecution , A dram was memento mori ; But a full flowing bowl Was the saving his soul , And port was celestial glory . EPITAPH ON JOHN ...
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... , That's half sae welcome's thou art . Come , bumpers high , express your joy , The bowl we maun renew it ; The tappit - hen , gae bring her ben , To welcome Willie Stewart . May foes be strang , and friends be slack , of Burns . 75.
... , That's half sae welcome's thou art . Come , bumpers high , express your joy , The bowl we maun renew it ; The tappit - hen , gae bring her ben , To welcome Willie Stewart . May foes be strang , and friends be slack , of Burns . 75.
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aboon Allan Cunningham Amang auld auld lang syne Balmaghie banks Birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blithe bonie lass bonie Mary bosom braes braw Burns wrote canna cauld charms Chloris CHORUS claut dearie Deil e'en e'er EPITAPH Eppie fair Farewell flower frae gane Gavin Hamilton glen green gude hame heart Highland Highland laddie hill ilka Jamie John Barleycorn Kilmarnock kiss laddie Laird lassie lo'es Lord luve Mauchline maun monie morning nae mair naething nane ne'er never night Nith o'er owre roar sang simmer sing soger song sweet syne tear thee There's Thomson thou thro thyme troggin TUNE verses wander warl weary weel Whigs whistle wild Willie win my love wind winna ye'll ye're young
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