The Genius and Character of BurnsWiley and Putnam, 1845 - 222 էջ |
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... common of all the wild - flowers of the earth with immortal beauty to all eyes , far beyond that of the rarest , till a tear as of pity might fall down manly cheeks on the dew - drop nature gathers on its " snawie bosom , sunward spread ...
... common of all the wild - flowers of the earth with immortal beauty to all eyes , far beyond that of the rarest , till a tear as of pity might fall down manly cheeks on the dew - drop nature gathers on its " snawie bosom , sunward spread ...
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... common - place people into tears ! Without scholarship , without science , with not much of what is called information , he charmed the first men in a society equal in all these to any at that time in Eu- rope . The scholar was happy to ...
... common - place people into tears ! Without scholarship , without science , with not much of what is called information , he charmed the first men in a society equal in all these to any at that time in Eu- rope . The scholar was happy to ...
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... common run of men , should have shunned or been shy of such society , would have been something altogether unnatural and incredible ; nor is it at all wonderful or blame- able that he should occasionally even have much preferred such ...
... common run of men , should have shunned or been shy of such society , would have been something altogether unnatural and incredible ; nor is it at all wonderful or blame- able that he should occasionally even have much preferred such ...
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... common ongoings of this our common- Was this the man to desire , place world and 48 THE GENIUS AND.
... common ongoings of this our common- Was this the man to desire , place world and 48 THE GENIUS AND.
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... moods , when withdrawn from the festive board , and engaged without blame in the common amusements or recre- ations of a busy or studious life ! The finest CHARACTER OF BURNS . 69 A garter, which a babe had strangled; ...
... moods , when withdrawn from the festive board , and engaged without blame in the common amusements or recre- ations of a busy or studious life ! The finest CHARACTER OF BURNS . 69 A garter, which a babe had strangled; ...
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Էջ 16 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Էջ 124 - Then let us pray that come it may — As come it will for a...
Էջ 31 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh; The short'ning winter-day is near a close; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose: The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree; Th' expectant...
Էջ 131 - Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams; return Sicilian Muse, And call the Vales, and bid them hither cast Their Bells, and Flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use, Of shades and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart Star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Էջ 172 - Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
Էջ 189 - That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward-slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea stamp ; The man's the gowd for a
Էջ 35 - Compared with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...
Էջ 33 - O Scotia ! my dear, my native soil ! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent ! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content ! And, O ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From Luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle.
Էջ 113 - Lesley As she gaed o'er the border ? She's gane, like Alexander, To spread her conquests farther. To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever; For nature made her what she is, And ne'er made sic anither ! Thou art a queen, fair Lesley, Thy subjects we, before thee; Thou art divine, fair Lesley, The hearts o
Էջ 185 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.