The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Including Several Pieces Not Inserted in Dr. Currie's Edition: Exhibited Under a New Plan of Arrangement, and Preceded by a Life of the Author: with Notes, and a Complete GlossaryPhillips, Sampson, 1859 - 524 էջ |
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... While they maun stan ' , wi ' aspect humble , An ' hear it a ' , an ' fear , an ' tremble ! I see how folks live that aae riches ; But surely poor folk maun be wretches ! LUATH . They're nae sae wretched's ane wad think , 54 BURNS'S POEMS.
... While they maun stan ' , wi ' aspect humble , An ' hear it a ' , an ' fear , an ' tremble ! I see how folks live that aae riches ; But surely poor folk maun be wretches ! LUATH . They're nae sae wretched's ane wad think , 54 BURNS'S POEMS.
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... lives , Their grushie weans an ' faithfu ' wives ; The prattling things are just their pride , That sweetens a ' their fire - side . An ' whyles twalpennie worth o ' nappy Can make the bodies unco happy ; They lay aside their private ...
... lives , Their grushie weans an ' faithfu ' wives ; The prattling things are just their pride , That sweetens a ' their fire - side . An ' whyles twalpennie worth o ' nappy Can make the bodies unco happy ; They lay aside their private ...
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... 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 - lov'd Isle XXI . O Thou ! who pour'd the ...
... 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 - lov'd Isle XXI . O Thou ! who pour'd the ...
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... live - day long . Death , oft I've fear'd thy fatal blow Now , fond , I bare my breast ; O , do thou kindly lay me low , With him I love , at rest ' LAMENT FOR JAMES EARL OF GLENCAIRN . THE wind blew BURNS'S POEMS . 115 Lament of a ...
... live - day long . Death , oft I've fear'd thy fatal blow Now , fond , I bare my breast ; O , do thou kindly lay me low , With him I love , at rest ' LAMENT FOR JAMES EARL OF GLENCAIRN . THE wind blew BURNS'S POEMS . 115 Lament of a ...
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... live to see that day ? A day to me so full of wo ! O , had I met the mortal shaft Which laid my benefactor low ! " The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head ...
... live to see that day ? A day to me so full of wo ! O , had I met the mortal shaft Which laid my benefactor low ! " The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head ...
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Էջ 229 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
Էջ 226 - That hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in; And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Էջ 316 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Էջ 81 - 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!
Էջ 82 - With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Էջ 189 - But to conclude my silly rhyme, (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time,) To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Էջ 80 - O, happy love ! where love like this is found ; O, heart-felt raptures ! bliss beyond compare ! I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Էջ 452 - Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O : Her 'prentice han' she try'd on man, An
Էջ 224 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tarn o...
Էջ 231 - Tam wi' furious ettle ; But little wist she Maggie's mettle — Ae spring brought off her master hale, But left behind her ain gray tail : The carlin claught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump. Now, wha this tale o...