Poems: Poems-v. 2. Poems as they appeared inthe early Edinburgh editions.-v. 3. Posthmuous [!] poems.-v. 4. SongsJ. M'Kie, 1786 |
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Strana 11
... face , Ay gat him friends in ilka place ; His breast was white , his towzie back , Weel clad wi ' coat o ' gloffy black ; His gawfe tail , wi ' upward curl , Hung owre his hurdies wi ' a fwirl . Nae doubt but they were fain o ' ither ...
... face , Ay gat him friends in ilka place ; His breast was white , his towzie back , Weel clad wi ' coat o ' gloffy black ; His gawfe tail , wi ' upward curl , Hung owre his hurdies wi ' a fwirl . Nae doubt but they were fain o ' ither ...
Strana 36
... face . God bless your Honors , a ' your days , Wi ' fowps o ' kail and brats o ' claife , In spite o ' a ' the thievish kaes That haunt St. Jamie's ! Your humble Bardie fings an ' prays While Rab his name is . POSTSCRIPT . Let half ...
... face . God bless your Honors , a ' your days , Wi ' fowps o ' kail and brats o ' claife , In spite o ' a ' the thievish kaes That haunt St. Jamie's ! Your humble Bardie fings an ' prays While Rab his name is . POSTSCRIPT . Let half ...
Strana 40
... , He wrapt him in Religion . HYPOCRISY A - LA - MODE . I. PON a fimmer Sunday morn , UPO When Nature's face is fair , I walked forth to view the corn , An ' fnuff the callor air . The rifing fun , our GALSTON Muirs , Wi ' ( 40 )
... , He wrapt him in Religion . HYPOCRISY A - LA - MODE . I. PON a fimmer Sunday morn , UPO When Nature's face is fair , I walked forth to view the corn , An ' fnuff the callor air . The rifing fun , our GALSTON Muirs , Wi ' ( 40 )
Strana 42
... face , " But yet I canna name ye . " Quo ' fhe , an ' laughan as she spak , An ' taks me by the han's , " Ye , for my fake , hae gien the feck " Of a ' the ten comman's A fcreed some day . " V. " My name is FUN - your cronie dear ...
... face , " But yet I canna name ye . " Quo ' fhe , an ' laughan as she spak , An ' taks me by the han's , " Ye , for my fake , hae gien the feck " Of a ' the ten comman's A fcreed some day . " V. " My name is FUN - your cronie dear ...
Strana 45
... faces ; On that , a fet o ' chaps , at watch , Thrang winkan on the laffes To chairs that day . XI . O happy is that man , an ' blest ! Nae wonder that it pride him ! Whase ain dear lafs , that he likes beft , Comes clinkan down befide ...
... faces ; On that , a fet o ' chaps , at watch , Thrang winkan on the laffes To chairs that day . XI . O happy is that man , an ' blest ! Nae wonder that it pride him ! Whase ain dear lafs , that he likes beft , Comes clinkan down befide ...
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ae day nibbling aith Amang auld ay was guid beſt blate bleft bonie breaſt cam doytan canna Charlie Fox cloot daur dying words attentive e'er Ev'n ev'ry fareweel fieze fimple fing firſt flock increaſe fome frae ftill ftrings fure fweet gear as buy gien Halloween hemp holy door honeft juſt keep As muckle laffes lamentable face Appears length poor Mailie leuk lifted han's Mafter dear Mailie filence brak Maſter kin MAUCHLINE maun monie mourn my woefu muſt ne'er neibor herd-callan never tye night o'er owre packs of woo pleaſure Poor Hughoc poor Mailie filence pow'r raiſe rhyme ROBERT BURNS ruftic ſaw her days ſay Scotland ſee ſeen ſhe ſhine ſhould ſome ſpeed Tell thee thoſe thou thrang thro twas tye them mair UNCO MOURNFU unifon weary weel whaſe lamentable face Whyles Ye'll
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Strana 103 - ... how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's...
Strana 104 - An honest man's the noblest work of God ;" And, certes,* in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? A cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind! Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined ! O Scotia, my dear, my native soil!
Strana 104 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Strana 102 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round...
Strana 141 - I'll no say, men are villains a' ; The real, harden'd wicked, Wha hae nae check but human law, Are to a few restricked : But Och ! mankind are unco weak, An...
Strana 95 - Belyve,* the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun
Strana 99 - The cheerfu' supper done, wi' serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide ; The sire turns o'er, wi...
Strana 98 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart A wretch! a villain! lost to love and truth! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth?
Strana 47 - Now, butt an' ben, the Change-house fills, Wi' yill-caup Commentators : Here's crying out for bakes an' gills, An' there the pint-stowp clatters ; While thick an' thrang, an' loud an' lang, Wi' logic, an' wi' Scripture, They raise a din, that in the end, Is like to breed a rupture O' wrath that day. Leeze me on Drink ! it gi'es us mair Than either School or College : It kindles Wit, it waukens Lair, It pangs us fou o
Strana 160 - What's a' your jargon o' your schools, Your Latin names for horns an' stools; If honest Nature made you fools, What sairs your grammars? Ye'd better ta'en up spades and shools, Or knappin'-hammers. A set o' dull conceited hashes Confuse their brains in college classes ! They gang in stirks, and come out asses, Plain truth to speak; An...