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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... 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 tradition on the rural population . You feel that the artist is not ...
... 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 tradition on the rural population . You feel that the artist is not ...
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... head ; my bicker ye fill fu ' . ( 6 ) Sae truth an ' gude gree hansell me , an ' mercy too my last days thru ; and at lang last , when earth's nae use , in Gawd's fair hus , Ise dwell forevir mair . Note : " Broad Scotch " vowels still ...
... head ; my bicker ye fill fu ' . ( 6 ) Sae truth an ' gude gree hansell me , an ' mercy too my last days thru ; and at lang last , when earth's nae use , in Gawd's fair hus , Ise dwell forevir mair . Note : " Broad Scotch " vowels still ...
Strana 30
... head to pay the cost Of what his waning life had lost . And when he came with footsteps slow , And life's warm lamp was flickering low . You were the one who took his pen , And led him back to his God again , — Laid him in rest , to ...
... head to pay the cost Of what his waning life had lost . And when he came with footsteps slow , And life's warm lamp was flickering low . You were the one who took his pen , And led him back to his God again , — Laid him in rest , to ...
Strana 37
... of youth ; Few hearts like his , with virtue warm'd , Few heads with knowledge so inform'd ; If there's another world , he lives in bliss ; If there is none , he made the most of this . " REV EV DR . JAMES W. LEE , the Methodist 37.
... of youth ; Few hearts like his , with virtue warm'd , Few heads with knowledge so inform'd ; If there's another world , he lives in bliss ; If there is none , he made the most of this . " REV EV DR . JAMES W. LEE , the Methodist 37.
Strana 43
... head , will outlive any other farm in Great Britain , because it was in the fields of Mossgiel itself that the incidents occurred which suggested the poems , " To a Mouse , " " To a Mountain Daisy , " " Death and Dr. Hornbrook , " " The ...
... head , will outlive any other farm in Great Britain , because it was in the fields of Mossgiel itself that the incidents occurred which suggested the poems , " To a Mouse , " " To a Mountain Daisy , " " Death and Dr. Hornbrook , " " The ...
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Strana 20 - 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 77 - 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 43 - 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 76 - 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 13 - 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 77 - 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 42 - To make a happy fire-side clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.
Strana 56 - 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 46 - Edina ! Scotia's darling seat ! All hail thy palaces and towers, Where once beneath a monarch's feet Sat Legislation's sovereign powers ! From marking wildly-scatter'd flowers, As on the banks of Ayr I stray'd, And singing, lone, the lingering hours, I shelter in thy honour'd shade.
Strana 43 - 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?