Poetical works ... chronologically arranged, Հատոր 11885 |
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Robert Burns. MONTGOMERIE'S PEGGY . ALTHO ' my bed were in yon muir , Amang the heather , in my plaidie ; Yet happy , happy would I be , Had I my dear Montgomerie's Peggy . When o'er the hill beat surly storms , And winter nights were ...
Robert Burns. MONTGOMERIE'S PEGGY . ALTHO ' my bed were in yon muir , Amang the heather , in my plaidie ; Yet happy , happy would I be , Had I my dear Montgomerie's Peggy . When o'er the hill beat surly storms , And winter nights were ...
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... amang the dead ! [ Carlyle considers this the poet's happiest effort of its peculiar kind : he classes it with the Address to a Mouse , and the Auld Farmer's Mare , but holds that " this has even more of sportive tenderness in it . " It ...
... amang the dead ! [ Carlyle considers this the poet's happiest effort of its peculiar kind : he classes it with the Address to a Mouse , and the Auld Farmer's Mare , but holds that " this has even more of sportive tenderness in it . " It ...
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... Amang the rigs wi ' Annie . The sky was blue , the wind was still , The moon was shining clearly ; I set her down , wi ' right good will , Amang the rigs o ' barley : I ken't her heart was a ' my ain ; I lov'd her most sincerely ; I ...
... Amang the rigs wi ' Annie . The sky was blue , the wind was still , The moon was shining clearly ; I set her down , wi ' right good will , Amang the rigs o ' barley : I ken't her heart was a ' my ain ; I lov'd her most sincerely ; I ...
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... Amang the rigs o ' barley . Corn rigs , an ' barley rigs , & c . [ Many of the " Annies " of the district contended for the honour of being the heroine of this warmly coloured , yet highly popular , lyric . The name of Anne Ronald has ...
... Amang the rigs o ' barley . Corn rigs , an ' barley rigs , & c . [ Many of the " Annies " of the district contended for the honour of being the heroine of this warmly coloured , yet highly popular , lyric . The name of Anne Ronald has ...
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... Amang his en'mies a ' , man . Poor Tammy Gage within a cage Was kept at Boston - ha ' , man ; 4 * helm . † infusing pot . toss . General Richard Montgomery invaded Canada , autumn 1775 , and took Montreal , -the British commander , Sir ...
... Amang his en'mies a ' , man . Poor Tammy Gage within a cage Was kept at Boston - ha ' , man ; 4 * helm . † infusing pot . toss . General Richard Montgomery invaded Canada , autumn 1775 , and took Montreal , -the British commander , Sir ...
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Amang auld baith Ballochmyle bard blest bonie lass braw brunstane Burns canna cauld Cessnock charms dear death deil dinna e'en e'er EPISTLE Ev'n ev'ry fair faith Farewell fear Findlay frae Gavin Hamilton gies grace guid hae seen hame heart Heaven herds Highland holy honest honor ither Jean John Barleycorn Kilmarnock Kilmarnock volume kirk laird lassie Lord Mauchline maun mony Mossgiel muckle muse nae mair naething ne'er Netherplace never night o'er plough poem poet poet's poison'd poor pow'r pride rantin rhyme rigs ROBERT BURNS Scotland sing skelpin song stanza sweet taen Tarbolton tell thee thegither There's thou thro twa sparkling rogueish unco verse warl weary weel Whitefoord Whyles WILLIAM SIMSON Willie winna Ye'll ye're young
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Էջ 125 - An' weary winter comin' fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, 'Till, crash ! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell. That wee bit heap o...
Էջ 147 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Էջ 147 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart, A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth? Curse on his perjur'd arts ! dissembling smooth ! Are honour, virtue, conscience, all exil'd?
Էջ 125 - The best laid schemes o mice an' men Gang aft a-gley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain, For promised joy. Still thou art blest, compared wi' me ! The present only toucheth thee : But, Och ! I backward cast my e'e On prospects drear ! An' forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an
Էջ 150 - Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! 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 224 - WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour ; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem. To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Էջ 40 - An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a' gae tapsalteerie, O. For you sae douce, ye sneer at this, Ye're nought but senseless asses, O : The wisest man the warl' e'er saw, He dearly lov'd the lasses, O. Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O : Her 'prentice han' she try'd on man, An
Էջ 151 - Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd under hatches, Spairges about the brunstane cootie, To scaud poor wretches! Hear me, auld Hangie, for a wee, An' let poor damned bodies be; I'm sure sma' pleasure it can gie, Ev'n to a deil, To skelp an' scaud poor dogs like me, An
Էջ 66 - It's no in makin muckle, mair ; It's no in books, it's no in lear, To make us truly blest : If Happiness hae not her seat And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest : Nae treasures nor pleasures Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay That makes us right or wrang.
Էջ 65 - Yet nature's charms, the hills and woods, The sweeping vales and foaming floods, Are free alike to all. In days when daisies deck the ground, And blackbirds whistle clear, With honest joy our hearts will bound, To see the coming year: On braes when we please, then, We'll sit an' sowth a tune; Syne rhyme till't, we'll time till't, And sing't when we hae done.