Reliques of Robert Burns: Consisting Chiefly of Original Letters, Poems, and Critical Observations on Scottish SongsBradford and Inskeep, 1809 - 294 strán (strany) |
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Strana xx
... thou art near On Cessnock banks there lives a lass 277 278 279 · 280 ibid . 281 282 ibid . 283 ibid . 284 285 ibid . 286 Wae is my heart , and the tear's in my Her flowing locks , the raven's wing e'e 288 ibid . To thee , lov'd Nith ...
... thou art near On Cessnock banks there lives a lass 277 278 279 · 280 ibid . 281 282 ibid . 283 ibid . 284 285 ibid . 286 Wae is my heart , and the tear's in my Her flowing locks , the raven's wing e'e 288 ibid . To thee , lov'd Nith ...
Strana 12
... Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird 12 Page To the same With a copy of "The banks o' bonie Doon " -
... Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird 12 Page To the same With a copy of "The banks o' bonie Doon " -
Strana 13
... Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o ' the happy days When my fause luve was true . Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat , and sae I sang ...
... Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o ' the happy days When my fause luve was true . Thou ' ll break my heart , thou bonie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat , and sae I sang ...
Strana 21
... thou say the Mass at my lug ? threw the stool on which she had been sitting , at the Dean's head . A wild uproar commenced that instant . The woman invaded the desk with execrations and outcries , and the Dean disengaged him- self from ...
... thou say the Mass at my lug ? threw the stool on which she had been sitting , at the Dean's head . A wild uproar commenced that instant . The woman invaded the desk with execrations and outcries , and the Dean disengaged him- self from ...
Strana 93
... thou shalt henceforth be my symbol , signature , and tutelary genius ! Like thee , hap - step - and - lowp , here - awa - there - awa , higglety - pigglety , pell - mell , hi- ther - and - yon , ram - stam , happy - go - lucky , up ...
... thou shalt henceforth be my symbol , signature , and tutelary genius ! Like thee , hap - step - and - lowp , here - awa - there - awa , higglety - pigglety , pell - mell , hi- ther - and - yon , ram - stam , happy - go - lucky , up ...
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acquaintance Allan Water amang Auld Ayrshire ballad beautiful Blacklock bonie brother Burns Burns's called charms compliments composed copy Currie's Dalswinton Daniel Dow DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR Dugald Stewart Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise farewel farm feelings frae Gavin Hamilton give Glencairn gude Hamilton hand happy heart Highland Highland Laddie honest honor humble Servant idea kind kirk lady lass lassie letter Lord mair Mauchline maun mind Miss morning muse never night noble o'er old song pleasure poems poet poetic poor present Ragwort river Doon ROBERT BURNS Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scots Musical Museum Scottish sentiments shew soul stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion tune verses weel wife WILLIAM BURNS Willie Willie's awa wish worth write young
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Strana 171 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Strana 211 - THOU unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear ! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear! If I have wander'd in those paths Of life I ought to shun ; • As something, loudly, in my breast, Remonstrates I have done; Thou know'st that thou hast formed me With passions wild and strong; And list'ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong.
Strana 209 - There's nought but care on ev'ry han', In every hour that passes, O : What signifies the life o...
Strana 212 - Fain promise never more to disobey ; But, should my Author health again dispense, Again I might desert fair virtue's way ; Again in folly's path might go astray ; Again exalt the brute and sink the man ; Then how should I for heavenly mercy pray, Who act so counter heavenly mercy's plan ? Who sin so oft have mourned, yet to temptation ran.
Strana 169 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink before I go A service to my bonnie lassie The boat rocks at the pier o...
Strana 149 - My Highland lassie was a warm-hearted, charming < young creature as ever blessed a man with generous love. After a pretty long tract of the most ardent reciprocal attachment, we met by appointment on the second Sunday of May, in a sequestered spot by the banks of Ayr, where we spent the day in taking a farewell before she should embark for the West Highlands, to arrange matters among her friends for our projected change of life.
Strana 6 - My Lord Glencairn and the Dean of Faculty, Mr. H. Erskine, have taken me under their wing; and by all probability I shall soon be the tenth worthy, and the eighth wise man of the world.
Strana 13 - That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause Luve was true. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonnie bird That sings beside thy mate ; For sae I sat, and sae I sang, And wist na o' my fate. Aft hae I roved by bonnie Doon To see the woodbine twine, And ilka bird sang o' its love ; And sae did I o
Strana 276 - I'll wage thee! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy; Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Strana 12 - Doon, How can ye blume sae fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o