Abbotsford Series of the Scottish Poets,George Eyre-Todd W. Hodge & Company, 1896 |
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Strana 30
... " For hark and I will tell you , lass , Did I not see young Jamie pass , Wi ' meikle blytheness in his face , Out owre the muir to Maggie ? I wat he gae her mony a kiss , And 30 JAMES MUIRHEAD . JAMES MUIRHEAD, Bess the Gawkie, 3333.
... " For hark and I will tell you , lass , Did I not see young Jamie pass , Wi ' meikle blytheness in his face , Out owre the muir to Maggie ? I wat he gae her mony a kiss , And 30 JAMES MUIRHEAD . JAMES MUIRHEAD, Bess the Gawkie, 3333.
Strana 31
... mony ta'en , But I will never stand for ane , Or twa when we do meet again ; So ne'er think me a gawkie ! ' ' Ah na , lass , that canna be ; Sic thochts as thae are far frae me , Or ony thy sweet face that see , E'er to think thee a ...
... mony ta'en , But I will never stand for ane , Or twa when we do meet again ; So ne'er think me a gawkie ! ' ' Ah na , lass , that canna be ; Sic thochts as thae are far frae me , Or ony thy sweet face that see , E'er to think thee a ...
Strana 65
... mony which , to say the least , must be taken as of equal weight with the statements of Mrs. Hutcheson and Dr. Robertson . In reply to Dr. Anderson's enquiries , David Pearson , the intimate friend and bedfellow of the poet , wrote that ...
... mony which , to say the least , must be taken as of equal weight with the statements of Mrs. Hutcheson and Dr. Robertson . In reply to Dr. Anderson's enquiries , David Pearson , the intimate friend and bedfellow of the poet , wrote that ...
Strana 83
... mony hopes and fears . Wha kens gin the dear friends I left May still continue mine ? Or gin I e'er again shall taste The joys I left langsyne ? As I drew near my ancient pile , My heart beat a ' the way ; Ilk place I passed seemed yet ...
... mony hopes and fears . Wha kens gin the dear friends I left May still continue mine ? Or gin I e'er again shall taste The joys I left langsyne ? As I drew near my ancient pile , My heart beat a ' the way ; Ilk place I passed seemed yet ...
Strana 84
... mony a chair ; Till soft remembrance threw a veil Across these een o ' mine- I closed the door , and sobbed aloud , To think on auld langsyne . Some pensy1 chiels , a new - sprung race , Wad next their welcome pay , Wha shuddered at my ...
... mony a chair ; Till soft remembrance threw a veil Across these een o ' mine- I closed the door , and sobbed aloud , To think on auld langsyne . Some pensy1 chiels , a new - sprung race , Wad next their welcome pay , Wha shuddered at my ...
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Strana 231 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a" that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A Man's a Man for a
Strana 173 - Whare sits our sulky sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Strana 230 - It is the wish'd, the trysted hour! Those smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How...
Strana 3 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Strana 185 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
Strana 185 - They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps ' Dundee's ' wild warbling measures rise, Or plaintive *• Martyrs...
Strana 216 - Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides; How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.
Strana 224 - There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Strana 231 - That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that! 44S 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 179 - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main; Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither, And roars out: "Weel done, Cutty-sark!" And in an instant all was dark; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke: As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!