Burns Nights at the Burns Club of St. Louis: Two Artists of the People, Albert Douglas; The Birth O' Tam O' Shanter, Thomas Agustine Daly; Genius and Geography, Rev. Dr. James W. Lee; The Scotch According to Johnson, Frederick W. Lehmann; Robert Burns, an Immortal Memory, Henry King; The Muse of Robert Burns, Irvin Mattick; Lines to St. Louis Burnsians, M. HunterFrom the pressof Kutterer-Jansen, 1918 - 83 strán (strany) |
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... peasant painter of France . The place today is much , indeed one may almost say just , as it was one hundred years ago . The same remote , brooding quiet save for the surf at the foot of the adjacent rocks . The same rolling pastures ...
... peasant painter of France . The place today is much , indeed one may almost say just , as it was one hundred years ago . The same remote , brooding quiet save for the surf at the foot of the adjacent rocks . The same rolling pastures ...
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... peasant girl , Catherine Lemaire , and as children came to them fast , he was compelled to struggle , at times desperately , for the barest necessities of life . The work which he was compelled to do , and in doing which he gradually ...
... peasant girl , Catherine Lemaire , and as children came to them fast , he was compelled to struggle , at times desperately , for the barest necessities of life . The work which he was compelled to do , and in doing which he gradually ...
Strana 18
... Peasant and his Wife Going to Work in the Fields , and Gatherers of Wood in the Forest , and he says : " As you will see by the titles of the pictures there are neither nude women nor mythological subjects among them . I mean to devote ...
... Peasant and his Wife Going to Work in the Fields , and Gatherers of Wood in the Forest , and he says : " As you will see by the titles of the pictures there are neither nude women nor mythological subjects among them . I mean to devote ...
Strana 20
... peasants , bathed in the pale rays of the setting sun , bow their heads , full of mystical emotion at the clear sound of the bell ringing for evening prayer , compels us to acknowledge the still powerful influence of the religious ...
... peasants , bathed in the pale rays of the setting sun , bow their heads , full of mystical emotion at the clear sound of the bell ringing for evening prayer , compels us to acknowledge the still powerful influence of the religious ...
Strana 26
... peasantry with whom he was most closely associated . The heart which could feel a pang of pity for the misery and wretchedness of the meaner animal creation was bound to give fitting response to the yearnings of the oppressed human 26.
... peasantry with whom he was most closely associated . The heart which could feel a pang of pity for the misery and wretchedness of the meaner animal creation was bound to give fitting response to the yearnings of the oppressed human 26.
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Strana 22 - 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
Strana 79 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, '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.
Strana 45 - Of a' the airts the wind can blaw I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives The lassie I lo'e best: There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi
Strana 20 - That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that! For a' that, and a' that, Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a
Strana 15 - O wad some power 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' gait wad lea'e us, And e'en devotion ! 1 Trimmings.
Strana 79 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...
Strana 44 - To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Strana 58 - It was by his inventions that its action was so regulated as to make it capable of being applied to the finest and most delicate manufactures, and its power so increased as to set weight and solidity at defiance. By his admirable contrivance, it has become a thing stupendous alike for its force...
Strana 45 - THOU lingering star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Strana 26 - mang the dewy weet, Wi' speckled breast, When upward springing, blithe, to greet The purpling east. Cauld blew the bitter-biting north Upon thy early, humble, birth ; Yet cheerfully thou glinted forth Amid the storm, Scarce rear'd above the parent earth Thy tender form. The flaunting flowers our gardens yield, High sheltering woods and wa's maun shield; But thou, beneath the random bield O' clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane.