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Robert Burns. Plough , and am independent . I come to claim the common Scottish name with you , my illustrious Coun- trymen ; and to tell the world that I glory in the title . I come to congratulate my Country , that the blood of her ...
Robert Burns. Plough , and am independent . I come to claim the common Scottish name with you , my illustrious Coun- trymen ; and to tell the world that I glory in the title . I come to congratulate my Country , that the blood of her ...
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... Scottish Metropolis . The present Volume consists of all the Poems published in the Author's life time , with the exception of a few Lyrical Pieces , which are thrown into the alphabetical arrangement of another Volume , comprising his ...
... Scottish Metropolis . The present Volume consists of all the Poems published in the Author's life time , with the exception of a few Lyrical Pieces , which are thrown into the alphabetical arrangement of another Volume , comprising his ...
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Robert Burns. POEMS , CHIEFLY SCOTTISH . " } PART THE FIRST . Puge THE Twa Dogs . A Tale .. Scotch Drink ... Kal . 11 The Antives Author's Earnest Cry and Prayer to the Scotch Repre- The Holy Fair Death Doctor Hornbook 33 The Brigs of ...
Robert Burns. POEMS , CHIEFLY SCOTTISH . " } PART THE FIRST . Puge THE Twa Dogs . A Tale .. Scotch Drink ... Kal . 11 The Antives Author's Earnest Cry and Prayer to the Scotch Repre- The Holy Fair Death Doctor Hornbook 33 The Brigs of ...
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... Scottish Bard , gone to the West Indies 153 To a Haggis . 155 Dedication to Gavin Hamilton , Esq . 157 To a Louse . On seeing one on a Lady's Bonnet at Church 161 Address to Edinburgh . 163 Epistle to J. Lapraik , an old Scottish Bard ...
... Scottish Bard , gone to the West Indies 153 To a Haggis . 155 Dedication to Gavin Hamilton , Esq . 157 To a Louse . On seeing one on a Lady's Bonnet at Church 161 Address to Edinburgh . 163 Epistle to J. Lapraik , an old Scottish Bard ...
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Strana 132 - If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale.
Strana 134 - 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 in an eternal sphere.
Strana 133 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny ; Or, how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire ; Or, Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry ; Or, rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Strana 135 - 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 108 - Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin ! Its silly wa's the win's are strewin' ! An' naething, now, to big a new ane, O...
Strana 131 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Strana 147 - Low i' the dust. Such is the fate of simple bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd ! Unskillful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is given, Who long with wants and woes has striven, By human pride or cunning driven To misery's brink.
Strana 209 - Wi' favours secret, sweet and precious : The Souter tauld his queerest stories; The Landlord's laugh was ready chorus : The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy. As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure: Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a...
Strana 166 - I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer like, by chance, An' hae to learning nae pretence, Yet, what the matter? Whene'er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. Your...
Strana 130 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labor goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree : Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin', stacher thro' To meet their dad, wi' flichterin' noise an