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
... thee , lov'd Nith , thy gladsome plains ibid . The winter it is past , and the simmer comes at last 289 Yestreen I had a pint o ' wine ibid . The Deil cam ' fiddling thro ' the town 290 Powers celestial , whose protection · 291 The ...
... thee , lov'd Nith , thy gladsome plains ibid . The winter it is past , and the simmer comes at last 289 Yestreen I had a pint o ' wine ibid . The Deil cam ' fiddling thro ' the town 290 Powers celestial , whose protection · 291 The ...
Strana 19
... awa ! May I be slander's common speech ; A text for infamy to preach ; And lastly , streekit out to bleach In winter snaw ; When I forget thee ! WILLIE CREECH , Tho ' far awa ! XII . May never wicked fortune touzle him ! May 19.
... awa ! May I be slander's common speech ; A text for infamy to preach ; And lastly , streekit out to bleach In winter snaw ; When I forget thee ! WILLIE CREECH , Tho ' far awa ! XII . May never wicked fortune touzle him ! May 19.
Strana 45
... thee en- " tirely make an effort to love me with all mine ! " Humble servant and all that trumpery , is now such a prostituted business , that honest friendship in her sin- cere way , must have recourse to her primitive , simple ...
... thee en- " tirely make an effort to love me with all mine ! " Humble servant and all that trumpery , is now such a prostituted business , that honest friendship in her sin- cere way , must have recourse to her primitive , simple ...
Strana 46
... Thee for these Thy gifts in Thy goodness to the sons of men ! " It needed not your fine taste to admire them . I declare , one day I had the honour of dining at Mr. Bailie's , I was almost in the predicament of the children of Israel ...
... Thee for these Thy gifts in Thy goodness to the sons of men ! " It needed not your fine taste to admire them . I declare , one day I had the honour of dining at Mr. Bailie's , I was almost in the predicament of the children of Israel ...
Strana 48
... thee Jerusalem I forget , " Skill part from my right hand ! " " My heart is not of that rock , nor my soul careless as that sea . " I do not make my progress among man- kind as a bowl does among its fellows - rolling through the crowd ...
... thee Jerusalem I forget , " Skill part from my right hand ! " " My heart is not of that rock , nor my soul careless as that sea . " I do not make my progress among man- kind as a bowl does among its fellows - rolling through the crowd ...
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acquaintance Allan Water amang Auld Ayrshire ballad beautiful Blacklock bonie lass bonnie bosom Burns Burns's called charms compliments composed composition copy Currie's Dalswinton DEAR FRIEND DEAR SIR Dugald Stewart Dumfries e'en Edinburgh Ellisland excise Farewel feelings frae Gavin Hamilton give gude Gypsie Laddie hand happy heart Highland Highland Laddie honest honor kind kirk Laddie lady lassie letter Lord mair Mauchline maun mind misfortune morning muse ne'er never night noble O'er the moor old song pleasure poem poet poetic poor Ragwort rantin rhyme river Doon ROBERT BURNS Roslin Castle Scotland Scots Scottish sentiments shew sing soul sparklin stanza sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion tune verses weel wife wild WILLIAM BURNS wish words write young
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Strana 266 - Go fetch to me a pint o' wine, An' 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 15 - 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 280 - 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 215 - 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 117 - Nevertheless leave the stump of his roots in the earth, even with a band of iron and brass, in the tender grass of the field, and let it be wet with the dew of heaven, and let his portion be with the beasts in the grass of the earth.
Strana 215 - Is it departing pangs my soul alarms ? Or death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode ? For guilt, for guilt, my terrors are in arms ; I tremble to approach an angry GOD, And justly smart beneath his sin-avenging rod. Fain would I say,
Strana 207 - I believe, may be partly owing to my misfortunes giving my mind a melancholy cast : but there is something even in the ' Mighty tempest, and the hoary waste, Abrupt, and deep stretch'd o'er the buried earth," which raises the mind to a serious sublimity favourable to every thing great and noble.
Strana 93 - I can tell him that it is on such individuals as I, that a nation has to rest ; both for the hand of support, and the eye of intelligence.
Strana 51 - Nor have I any cause to repent it. If I have not got polite tattle, modish manners, and fashionable dress, I am not sickened and disgusted with the multiform curse of boarding-school affectation; and I have got the handsomest figure, the sweetest temper, the soundest constitution, and the kindest heart in the country.
Strana 213 - But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, O ; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a