The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Հատոր 3W. Pickering, 1839 - 319 էջ |
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... Miss Leslie Baillie , daughter of Mr. Baillie of Ayrshire , afterwards Mrs. Cu- ming of Logie . Burns thus described the impression she made upon him , in a letter to Mr. George Lockhart , a mer- chant in Glasgow , from Mauchline , 18th ...
... Miss Leslie Baillie , daughter of Mr. Baillie of Ayrshire , afterwards Mrs. Cu- ming of Logie . Burns thus described the impression she made upon him , in a letter to Mr. George Lockhart , a mer- chant in Glasgow , from Mauchline , 18th ...
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... Miss L B -- your neighbour , at M- Mr. B. with his two daughters , accompanied by Mr. H. of G. passing through ... Miss as she passed through this place to Eng- land , will suit your taste better than the Collier Lassie , ' fall on and ...
... Miss L B -- your neighbour , at M- Mr. B. with his two daughters , accompanied by Mr. H. of G. passing through ... Miss as she passed through this place to Eng- land , will suit your taste better than the Collier Lassie , ' fall on and ...
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... Miss ( pardon me the dear expression for once ) . " This song was written towards the end of 1783 , when his mind was clouded with melancholy . Under the date of September , 1785 , he says , with reference to that gloomy period ...
... Miss ( pardon me the dear expression for once ) . " This song was written towards the end of 1783 , when his mind was clouded with melancholy . Under the date of September , 1785 , he says , with reference to that gloomy period ...
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... ta'en me in , and a ' that ; But clear your decks , and here's ' The Sex ! ' I like the jades for a ' that . For a ' that , & c . * This verse is omitted in the " Musical Museum . " TO MARY IN HEAVEN . ‡ TUNE MISS FORBES ' 70 THE POEMS.
... ta'en me in , and a ' that ; But clear your decks , and here's ' The Sex ! ' I like the jades for a ' that . For a ' that , & c . * This verse is omitted in the " Musical Museum . " TO MARY IN HEAVEN . ‡ TUNE MISS FORBES ' 70 THE POEMS.
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Robert Burns Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. TO MARY IN HEAVEN . ‡ TUNE MISS FORBES ' FAREWELL TO BANFF . THOU lingering 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 ...
Robert Burns Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas. TO MARY IN HEAVEN . ‡ TUNE MISS FORBES ' FAREWELL TO BANFF . THOU lingering 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 ...
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Էջ 12 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die!
Էջ 236 - 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. The poor Inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame, But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ;...
Էջ 8 - 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 11 - Wha will be a traitor knave ? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa...
Էջ 15 - Is there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that; The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Էջ 16 - A man's a man for a' that : For a' that, an' a' that, 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
Էջ 72 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace — Ah, little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods...
Էջ 51 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard or saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, 1 sigh'd, and said, amang them a', 'Ye are na Mary Morison!
Էջ 73 - The birds sang love on ev'ry spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Էջ 59 - 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