The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns: With Explanatory and Glossarial Notes; and a Life of the AuthorD. Appleton & Company, 1844 - 575 էջ |
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With Explanatory and Glossarial Notes; and a Life of the Author Robert Burns, James Currie. But Peggy dear the evening's clear , Thick flies the skimming swallow ; The sky is blue the fields in view , All fading green and yelow .
With Explanatory and Glossarial Notes; and a Life of the Author Robert Burns, James Currie. But Peggy dear the evening's clear , Thick flies the skimming swallow ; The sky is blue the fields in view , All fading green and yelow .
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... the banks o ' wandering Nith Auld chuckie Reekie ' s sair distrest Auld comrade dear and brither sinner A ' ye wha live by soups o ' drink . 272 · 90 570 • • 110 · . 191 .263 Beauteous rose - bud , young and gay Below thir xii CONTENTS .
... the banks o ' wandering Nith Auld chuckie Reekie ' s sair distrest Auld comrade dear and brither sinner A ' ye wha live by soups o ' drink . 272 · 90 570 • • 110 · . 191 .263 Beauteous rose - bud , young and gay Below thir xii CONTENTS .
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... Dear Smith , the sleest , pawkie thief Dweller in yon dungeon dark • Earth'd up here lies an imp o ' hell Edina , Scotia's darling seat Expect na , Sir , in this narration . • Fair empress of the Poet's soul Fair fa ' your honest ...
... Dear Smith , the sleest , pawkie thief Dweller in yon dungeon dark • Earth'd up here lies an imp o ' hell Edina , Scotia's darling seat Expect na , Sir , in this narration . • Fair empress of the Poet's soul Fair fa ' your honest ...
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... dear Here's a health to them that's awa Here's his health in water Here's to thy health , my bonnie lass Hey for a lass wi ' a tocher Hey , the dusty miller Highland Mary Honest poverty • How can I be blythe and glad ? How cruel are the ...
... dear Here's a health to them that's awa Here's his health in water Here's to thy health , my bonnie lass Hey for a lass wi ' a tocher Hey , the dusty miller Highland Mary Honest poverty • How can I be blythe and glad ? How cruel are the ...
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... dear Fy , let us a ' to Kirkcudbright Gane is the day , and mirk's the night Gat ye me , O ! gat ye me . 498 . 337 . 430 . 558 • 351 Go fetch to me a pint o ' wine . 517 . 315 Had I the wyte , had I the wyte Hark the mavis ' evening ...
... dear Fy , let us a ' to Kirkcudbright Gane is the day , and mirk's the night Gat ye me , O ! gat ye me . 498 . 337 . 430 . 558 • 351 Go fetch to me a pint o ' wine . 517 . 315 Had I the wyte , had I the wyte Hark the mavis ' evening ...
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amang auld auld lang syne baith banks Bard birks of Aberfeldy blast blaw blest blythe bonnie lass bosom braes braw breast Burns Caledonia canna cauld charms CHORUS dear dearest dearie Deil Dumfries e'en e'er Ellisland Ev'n ev'ry fair Farewell fate flowers frae glen hame heart Heaven Highland Highland laddie honest honour ilka Kilmarnock lassie lo'es Lord Mary Mauchline maun monie morning mourn Muse nae mair ne'er never night o'er onie owre pleasure Poet Poet's poor pow'r pride rhyme roar ROBERT BURNS sang Scotland Scottish sing song sorrow soul sparklin sweet syne tear tell thee There's thine thou hast thro Tune.-The verses wander weary weel Whistle whyles wild Willie wind Ye'll young
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Էջ 285 - 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 81 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies...
Էջ 281 - 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 ; Know, prudent, cautious self-control, Is wisdom's root.
Էջ 31 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme, How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head ; How...
Էջ 525 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King, We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Էջ 319 - 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 32 - While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compar'd with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's...
Էջ 19 - Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tam! Ah, Tam! thou'll get thy fairin! In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin! In vain thy Kate awaits thy comin! Kate soon will be a woefu
Էջ 249 - O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion : What airs in dress an
Էջ 29 - What makes the youth sae bashfu' an' sae grave: Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. O happy love! where love like this is found! O heartfelt 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...