The poetical works and letters of Robert BurnsGall & Inglis, 1859 - 642 էջ |
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... write nae mair , But pennyworths again is fair , When time's expedient : Meanwhile I am , respected sir , Your most obedient . can tune gone , served one went partridge , ground none would know stroked , short time would , trouble whole ...
... write nae mair , But pennyworths again is fair , When time's expedient : Meanwhile I am , respected sir , Your most obedient . can tune gone , served one went partridge , ground none would know stroked , short time would , trouble whole ...
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... write , and that a hearty blaud , This very night ; Sae dinna ye affront your trade , But rhyme it right . " Shall bauld Lapraik , the king o ' hearts , Though mankind were a pack o ' cartes , Roose you sae weel for your deserts , In ...
... write , and that a hearty blaud , This very night ; Sae dinna ye affront your trade , But rhyme it right . " Shall bauld Lapraik , the king o ' hearts , Though mankind were a pack o ' cartes , Roose you sae weel for your deserts , In ...
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... write you what they mean By this New Light , ' Bout which our herds sae aft hae been Maist like to fight . In days when mankind were but callans At grammar , logic , and sic talents , They took nae pains their speech to balance , Or ...
... write you what they mean By this New Light , ' Bout which our herds sae aft hae been Maist like to fight . In days when mankind were but callans At grammar , logic , and sic talents , They took nae pains their speech to balance , Or ...
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... write . But shortly they will cowe the loons ! Some Auld - Light herds in neebor touns porters bore legs such bloody completely almost , hillock crying grinning neighbour Are mind't in things they ca ' balloons To tak a flight , And ...
... write . But shortly they will cowe the loons ! Some Auld - Light herds in neebor touns porters bore legs such bloody completely almost , hillock crying grinning neighbour Are mind't in things they ca ' balloons To tak a flight , And ...
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... writing these lines , Burns added , — Rash mortal , and slanderous poet , thy name Shall no longer appear in the records of fame ; Dost not know that old Mansfield , who writes like the Bible , the more ' tis a truth , sir , the more ...
... writing these lines , Burns added , — Rash mortal , and slanderous poet , thy name Shall no longer appear in the records of fame ; Dost not know that old Mansfield , who writes like the Bible , the more ' tis a truth , sir , the more ...
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aboon aith amang auld baith bard beneath birks of Aberfeldy blast blate blaw bless blest blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns cauld Charlie Fox charms daur dear death e'en e'er ELLISLAND fair fame Farewell fate fear fellow Fête Champêtre flowers fortune's frae glen grace grief guid hame heart Heaven Highland honest honour ither lass lassie life's Mauchline maun mony morn Mossgiel mourn muckle Muse nae mair Nature's ne'er never night o'er owre plough poet poor pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS Samson's deid sang Scotia's Scotland sing song sorrow soul strains sweet ta'en Tarbolton tears tell thee thegither There's unco wander weary weel Whigs whistle Whyles wild Willie winds winna wretch Ye'll ye're
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Էջ 2 - Then, kneeling down, to heaven's eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs "exulting on triumphant wing," * That thus they all shall meet in future days : There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Էջ 2 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Էջ 271 - 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
Էջ 260 - 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', Let him follow me!
Էջ 40 - See yonder poor o'er-labored wight. So abject, mean, and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful, though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Էջ 2 - And oh ! 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. O Thou! who pour'd the patriotic tide That stream'd thro...
Էջ 271 - 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 133 - 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 kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
Էջ 147 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main, Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither And roars out 'Weel done, Cutty-sark!' And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
Էջ xxxvii - 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...