1784. Death and Dying Words of Poor Mailie, 63 The Author's Earnest Cry and Prayer, 207 Extempore Verses-'Oh, why the Deuce To a Louse,. 222 should I Repine,' A Prayer in Prospect of Death, 85 An Address to the Unco Guid, or the Stanzas on the same Occasion, The First Psalm, 86 The Inventory, 232 The First Six Verses of the Nineteenth To Mr John Kennedy, 234 87 To a Mountain Daisy, 241 Epistle to John Rankine, Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux, 96 97 Awa', Whigs, awa'! As I was a wandering ae midsummer A' the lads o' Thornie-bank, Awa' wi' your witchcraft o' beauty's Gat ye me, O gat ye me, iv. 261 iv. 254 Forlorn, my love, no comfort near, Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, Had I a cave on some wild distant shore, iv. 262 iv. 164 iii. 229 i. 258 the iv. 11 iv. 257 Here awa', there awa', wandering alarms, iv. 188 Bannocks o' bear-meal, Willie, i. 174 iv. 252 iv. 261 iv. 270 iii. 231 i. 31 iii. 86 iv. 113 ii. 302 Could aught of song declare my I'll aye ca' in by yon town, iv. 273 iv. 63 I'll kiss thee yet, yet, ii. 216 Deluded swain, the pleasure, iv. 33 Dire was the hate at old Harlaw,. iv. 182 In Mauchline there dwells six proper i. 97 iii. 258 In simmer, when the hay was mawn, iii. 235 i. 175 iii. 199 Farewell, thou stream that winding flows, did me enthral, iv. 268 |