The Life and Land of BurnsJ & H.G. Langley, 1841 - 363 էջ |
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... Spirits of the Brigs of Ayr , ............... . ..266 Cora Lynn , .. Witches ' Dance in Tam O'Shanter ,. ...... Address to the Tooth - ache , .... Green grow the Rashes , O ! ...... Husband , husband , cease your strife , .... The Banks ...
... Spirits of the Brigs of Ayr , ............... . ..266 Cora Lynn , .. Witches ' Dance in Tam O'Shanter ,. ...... Address to the Tooth - ache , .... Green grow the Rashes , O ! ...... Husband , husband , cease your strife , .... The Banks ...
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... spirit of the work is throughout candid , tolerant , and anxiously conciliating ; compliments and praises are libe- rally distributed , on all hands , to great and small ; and , as Mr. Morris Birkbeck observes of the society in the back ...
... spirit of the work is throughout candid , tolerant , and anxiously conciliating ; compliments and praises are libe- rally distributed , on all hands , to great and small ; and , as Mr. Morris Birkbeck observes of the society in the back ...
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... spirit , he struggles forward into the general view , and with haughty modesty lays down before us , as the fruit of his labor , a gift which Time has now pronounced imperishable . Add to all this , that his darksome , drudging ...
... spirit , he struggles forward into the general view , and with haughty modesty lays down before us , as the fruit of his labor , a gift which Time has now pronounced imperishable . Add to all this , that his darksome , drudging ...
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... spirit , which might have soared , could it but have walked , soon sank to the dust , its glorious faculties trodden under foot in the blossom , and died , we may almost say , without ever hav- ing lived . And so kind and warm a soul ...
... spirit , which might have soared , could it but have walked , soon sank to the dust , its glorious faculties trodden under foot in the blossom , and died , we may almost say , without ever hav- ing lived . And so kind and warm a soul ...
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... Spirit sorrowfully wasted : and a hundred years may pass on , before another such is given us to waste . All that remains of Burns , the Writings he has left , seem to us , as we hinted above , no more than a poor mu- tilated fraction ...
... Spirit sorrowfully wasted : and a hundred years may pass on , before another such is given us to waste . All that remains of Burns , the Writings he has left , seem to us , as we hinted above , no more than a poor mu- tilated fraction ...
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auld banks bard beauty Birks of Aberfeldy bonnie Brig brother Burns's called charms composed Dalswinton dear sir Doon Dugald Stewart Dumfries Earl of Glencairn Edinburgh elegant Ellisland fair fame fancy farm farmer father favorite feeling genius Glencairn grace hand happy heart heaven Highland honor hope humble humor inspired Jacobitism John John Anderson Kilmarnock kind kirk lady land lasses letter light lived look Lord lyric Mauchline mind moral Mossgiel mother muse native nature never night Nith Nithsdale noble perhaps pleasure plough poems poet poet's poetic poetry poor rhyme Robert Burns rustic satire says scene Scotland Scottish seems sentiments Shanter song soul spirit strain stream sweet Tarbolton taste things Thomson thou thought tion true verse voice walk Wallace wife WILLIAM DUNBAR wonder words write written wrote young
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Էջ 175 - E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy. As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure: Kings may be blest but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o
Էջ 312 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a' that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine. A Man's a Man for a
Էջ 187 - 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!
Էջ 221 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Էջ 166 - There was a strong expression of sense and shrewdness in all his lineaments ; the eye alone, I think, indicated the poetical character and temperament. It was large, and of a dark cast, and glowed (I say literally glowed] when he spoke with feeling or interest. I never saw such another eye in a human head, though I have seen the most distinguished men in my time.
Էջ 261 - With friendship, peace, and contemplation join'd, How many, rack'd with honest passions, droop In deep retir'd distress. How many stand Around the death-bed of their dearest friends, And point the parting anguish. Thought fond man Of these, and all the thousand nameless ills, That one incessant struggle render life, One scene of toil, of suffering, and of fate...
Էջ 73 - In my infant and boyish days, too, I owed much to an old woman who resided in the family, remarkable for her ignorance, credulity, and superstition. She had, I suppose, the largest collection in the country of tales and songs concerning devils, ghosts, fairies, brownies, witches, warlocks, spunkies, kelpies, elf-candles, dead-lights, wraiths, apparitions, cantraips, giants, enchanted towers, dragons, and other trumpery.
Էջ 134 - They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark! Now Tam, O Tam, had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens! Their sarks, instead o' creeshie flannen, Been snaw-white seventeen hunder linen!
Էջ 23 - We know nothing, or next to nothing, of the substance or structure of our souls, so cannot account for those seeming caprices in them, that one should be particularly pleased with this thing, or struck with that, which, on minds of a different cast, makes no extraordinary impression. I have some...
Էջ 45 - ... talents. His features are represented in Mr Nasmyth's picture, but to me it conveys the idea that they are diminished as if seen in perspective. I think his countenance was more massive than it looks in any of the portraits.