The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Edited from the Best Printed and Manuscript Authorities, with Glossarial Index, and a Biographical Memoir, Հատոր 2Macmillan and Company, 1865 |
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... bear it , And think my lot divine . DUNCAN GRAY . DUNCAN GRAY came here to woo , Ha , ha , the wooing o't , On blithe yule night when we were fou , Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Maggie coost her head fu ' high , Look'd asklent and unco ...
... bear it , And think my lot divine . DUNCAN GRAY . DUNCAN GRAY came here to woo , Ha , ha , the wooing o't , On blithe yule night when we were fou , Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Maggie coost her head fu ' high , Look'd asklent and unco ...
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... bear it . ' I will hope and trust in Heaven , Nancy , Nancy ; Strength to bear it will be given , My spouse , Nancy . ' Well , Sir , from the silent dead Still I'll try to daunt you ; Ever round your midnight bed Horrid sprites shall ...
... bear it . ' I will hope and trust in Heaven , Nancy , Nancy ; Strength to bear it will be given , My spouse , Nancy . ' Well , Sir , from the silent dead Still I'll try to daunt you ; Ever round your midnight bed Horrid sprites shall ...
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... bear thee ! I swear and vow that only thou Shalt ever be my dearie- Only thou , I swear and vow , Shalt ever be my dearie . Lassie , say thou lo❜es me ; Or if thou wilt na be my ain , Say na thou'lt refuse me : If it winna , canna be ...
... bear thee ! I swear and vow that only thou Shalt ever be my dearie- Only thou , I swear and vow , Shalt ever be my dearie . Lassie , say thou lo❜es me ; Or if thou wilt na be my ain , Say na thou'lt refuse me : If it winna , canna be ...
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... bear her , could bear her , Guess ye how , the jad ! I could bear her . But a ' the niest week as I fretted wi ' care , I gaed to the tryste o ' Dalgarnock , And wha but my fine fickle lover was there , I glowr'd as I'd seen a warlock ...
... bear her , could bear her , Guess ye how , the jad ! I could bear her . But a ' the niest week as I fretted wi ' care , I gaed to the tryste o ' Dalgarnock , And wha but my fine fickle lover was there , I glowr'd as I'd seen a warlock ...
Էջ 155
... er shone upon . If angry fate is sworn my foe , And suffering I am doom'd to bear ; I careless quit all else below , But spare me , spare me Lucy dear . For while life's dearest blood is warm , Ae thought of Burns 155.
... er shone upon . If angry fate is sworn my foe , And suffering I am doom'd to bear ; I careless quit all else below , But spare me , spare me Lucy dear . For while life's dearest blood is warm , Ae thought of Burns 155.
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Էջ 206 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Էջ 207 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a
Էջ 135 - JOHN ANDERSON MY JO John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither, And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Էջ 202 - The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...
Էջ 135 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Էջ 130 - And mony a hill between ; But, day and night, my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
Էջ 204 - 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...